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“I can’t get enough of you either,” she says with a gasp at the exact moment she lowers herself onto my cock, sliding me inside with ease.
I let out a groan, my fingers gripping her hips. “You’re always so wet for me.”
Her replies are nothing more than moans and gasps as she bounces on my lap with fervor.
How the fuck did I get so lucky? I’m not that great of a guy. This can’t possibly be good karma coming my way. I certainly don’t deserve to feel this fucking good so often, but this perfect little gem of a woman seems to think I’m deserving of no less than four orgasms a day.
I’ve gone through enough bad patches in my life to know that my good fortune should have run out a long time ago.
Jade is sweet and good, and most days, I swear my own mother can’t stand the sight of me.
What the fuck is the catch?
“Yes!” she cries out only seconds before I come, groaning loud enough for anyone in that strip mall to hear us.
She slumps against my chest, trying to catch her breath. “See, these lunch runs won’t be as fun once he knows.”
“There won’t be any lunch runs once he knows,” I reply.
“You’re probably right.” She picks herself up, putting her face in my line of sight. My hand lifts to brush the stray bangs back over her forehead. Protruding her lower lip, she tries to blow her messy hair back into place, and it makes me laugh.
When I’m caught staring at her too long, she furrows her brow.
“What is it?” she asks.
“Nothing,” I reply, leaning forward to kiss her on the lips.
I could probably tell Jade that she’s too good for me. Too sweet. Too smart. Too perfect.
But I don’t because I’m afraid if I tell her, then I’ll lose her.
There was only one person who ever fully understood what I needed. One person who made me feel like I could improve. One person who made me feel good enough.
And that was all a fantasy in my head—a fantasy that ended.
Jade climbs off my lap, cleaning herself up with the tissues I keep in the glove compartment for this exact situation. Then she slips her panties back on while I stuff my cock back in my pants for the second time today.
“Oh, are we still going to the movies tonight?” she asks.
I turn toward her, suddenly remembering that I had bought us tickets for the seven o’clock show. “Yeah, if you still want to. You’ll be able to get away, right?”
“I’ll just tell him I’m going with some friends.”
“Perfect.” Then I lean over and press my lips to hers again. When she smiles back at me, I look for some sign as to why this woman seems to like me so much. As if the answer is hidden in her expressions. But there’s nothing. Just a smile and eyes full of innocence.
“We better get going, or he’ll start to suspect something,” she replies.
“Of course.” With that, I put the car into drive and head out of the lot and down the street toward the sushi restaurant.
Rule #3: Don’t let your kids talk to strangers.
Eden
“Look at this fucking mess,” he says, spitting saliva in my face as he yells. “Clean this shit up.”
My molars grind together. I want to argue that the onlymessaround here is the one he made. Empty beer cans litter the floor, and his dirty plate is left on the table because he needs me to do everything for him.
But if I argue with him, it will only escalate, and then it will get violent.
