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My jaw drops. Clay is insane.
“I’ve tried to date other women, Mila. None comes close to you, and I’ve come to the conclusion that you’re the only woman I’ll ever love.”
“That’s too bad,” I snap.
He frowns, and his eyes grow small until they are two slits across his face. I don’t care. I’m so angry that he wasted my time. I inch forward so that our faces are only a few inches apart. “Listen to me, Clay. You and I are done. I’ve moved on, and I have a new man in my life. I suggest you do the same and get a new woman.”
“You’re going to be sorry for this,” he says.
“Are you threatening me?”
His whole demeanor relaxes. He smiles, and I let out a breath I didn’t know I had been holding. He raises his hands as if in surrender. “Can you blame a man for trying to get his beautiful ex-wife back?”
“I don’t want to play games with you, Clay. Let’s part as friends and wish each other the best in life.”
He nods.
I gulp down the rest of my coffee and jump to my feet. Clay does too. He takes both of my hands. A soft look comes over his features. “Take care of yourself.”
“You too,” I say though I’m still stewing from having my time wasted.
He sits back down as I leave the coffee shop. As I walk down the street, my mind is on what just transpired. It doesn’t make sense for Clay to fly all the way to LA to try and win me back. Not that he put in a lot of effort to win me back.
Clay has always been an enigma. Even in the years we were married, I never quite understood him. I let out a slow breath. I have a feeling that this time we are really done, and he got my message. A slight breeze blows, cooling me down, and I can’t help smiling.
My life feels pretty damn good right now. I have the perfect husband and stepson. A voice at the back of my head reminds me that it’s temporary. Well, temporary or not, I’m going to enjoy the ride.
Chapter 31
Brad
As I step out of the bathroom, I muse over the fact that I must be the luckiest man in the world. Mom and Mila seem to be getting along. I feel bad that I had to resort to threatening my mother to get her to stop being mean to Mila. I threatened to keep her grandson away from her.
The door to our bedroom opens just as I drop my towel, and I’m butt naked. Mila walks in. Her eyes widen as she takes in my semi-hard cock.
“Playing with yourself?” she says and turns the key.
“No ma’am,” I tell her.
“Mmmm, let me see.”
My breath is suspended as I watch my wife come to me and go to her knees. Her right hand wraps around my cock, and it starts swelling instantly.
“I want to suck your cock until you come.”
“Fuck, Mila.” My woman has a way with words.
Mila gathers my balls in one hand, and before I can let out expletives at the sweet sensations, she takes my cock into her mouth. Then she swirls her tongue around the sensitive head, all the while her fingers play with my balls. She takes more of my cock into her mouth, and unable to help myself, I thrust into her mouth. She lets my cock slide out of her mouth and runs her tongue down my cock. I try to muffle my moans, but when she takes my cock into her hot mouth again, a low growl escapes my lips.
“Don’t stop sweetheart,” I tell her.
She grips my thighs in response, and I rock my hips and fuck her mouth. I let out a strangled cry as I feel an orgasm getting closer. Mila must feel it too because she sucks my cock faster.
It doesn’t take long before I explode into her mouth. Mila sucks and swallows every drop of my cum and then licks me clean.
“Now you can dress and go have your breakfast,” Mila says as she gets to her feet.
I slip my hand under her dress and feel her hot pussy under her panties. “Can’t I slip my cock in for a few seconds?” I ask her.
“There’s no time,” she says, but I can see from her eyes that she wants it. She eyes my cock, which is sporting a hard-on. “How do you do that?”
“It’s not me, it’s you,” I tell her. I never thought it was possible to want a woman all day and every day. “Bend over,” I say in a commanding tone.
Without a word, Mila turns her back to me, lifts her dress to expose her curvy ass covered in lacy panties.
“Fuck!” I hiss.
I run my hands over her ass and then slide a finger to her pussy. Her panties are soaking wet. I tease her pussy through the material of her panties.
