Page 125 of Between the Sheets


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I don’t know if I will ever find that kind of love again. Or ever have the kind of openness Marika and I shared with another woman. Not that I’m looking. It’s too soon for me to even consider it. I’m still too broken. Still…

I stare out into the Caribbean Sea. Reflect on my life, with and without Marika.

For the first time in my life, I’m so fuckin’ lonely.

Yeah, I can get pussy. Yeah, I can get neck. But I can’t ever get back the one thing that has always mattered the most—Marika’s love.

I take several deep breaths, then exhale. Somehow, I have to accept life as it is, trusting that everything happens for a reason; that this is where I’m supposed to be…today.

I close my eyes briefly, and when I reopen them, I can feel her eyes on me. I turn to her, catching the lust in her stare as her eyes roam my body. Something else flickers in her eyes, when she smiles, and says, “My husband and I saw you earlier laying out on the beach.” Her voice is low and sexy. “And we’ve been eyeing you all week.”

“Oh, word? What, y’all swingers or something?”

“No, not really. We try not to live our lives defined by labels. We’re what you’d call, free-spirited.”

“Oh, aiight. Uninhibited.”

“Yes, exactly.” She swipes a strand of hair from her face. “I wish more people were so.”

I grin. “True. I feel you. So, y’all like to get it in.”

It’s a statement, not a question.

“Yes.” She lowers her voice. “Every now and then, we like to let our hair down, while we’re on vacation, and express ourselves sexually. We love beautiful people. Men and women with hot bodies and…delicious packages.”

Code: We’re special kind of freaks.

“Oh, word?”

I feel my dick slowly starting to stir.

The lust in her gaze is starting to awaken the beast.

I want some pussy. Nah, I need that shit. Some juicy pussy with a side order of wet mouth and tight neck, followed by a long, wet tongue sliding over this asshole.

I feel my balls starting to heat. “So, y’all tryna fuck,” I boldly say, staring at her peaked nipples. My mouth starts to water.

“We’d definitely love to have you join us back at our villa for a night of naughty fun, if you’re open to it.”

I eye her, reaching for my dick and slowly stroking it. “You lick ass?”

She licks her lips. “Love it.”

“You think you can handle this dick?”

She stares at it. Admires it. I can see the wheels in her head spinning with fantasies. “My husband is eight inches. What’s five more inches? I’d love to come trying.”

“Oh, aiight.”

I glance down at my stretching dick, feel it coming alive.

True, I’m missing my wife. But I’m still a man. And I have needs. I have desires. And wants. And right now, my dick’s come alive and I’m horny as fuck. And these balls are aching for release. I have six months of nut backed up in me.

A few moments pass between us.

I turn to her once more, inhaling her sweet scent. “Yo, ya man suck dick?”

She stares at me, unblinking. A sly smile slowly eases over her lips.

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