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It doesn’t matter how much Mila hurts me. I’ve been hurt before, and I will go on. But one thing that I’m sure of is that I’m done with women. I’ll never open my heart or home to another woman. I’m done with love. I’m done with being taken for a fool.I’m clearly not one of the lucky ones who manage to find their soulmates. My goal now is to raise my son to be a happy and responsible adult. My heart pounds as I steer the truck into the driveway. I turn off the key and get out of the car slowly. I feel like I’ve aged by a hundred years in the last two hours.
“Dad! You’re late,” Isaac says as soon as I walk through the front door.
“I’m sorry, son. I was a little late leaving work,” I say.
Mila is right behind him. I refuse to meet her eyes. I cling to Isaac and hug him until he wriggles out of my arms.
“Brad?” Mila says coming toward me.
“Hi, how was your day?” I say.
My tone must have alerted her that something is wrong. She drops the hands she had outstretched to hug me. “It was fine thank you. And yours? Are you all right?”
No, I’m not fine. My brain screams. How can you have been pretending to have feelings for me all this time? I trusted you with my heart, and you trampled on it.
“I’m fine,” I say instead. “I could do with a shower, though.” I can’t bear to look at her or be in the same space with her without saying anything.
“Okay,” she says in a small voice.
I feel her eyes boring into my back as I walk away. I fight to keep moving. One foot in front of the other. In the privacy of our bedroom, I quickly strip off and enter the shower. I close my eyes as the water hits my back. For a few glorious minutes, my mind is empty of any thoughts. Then the sound of a door opening and closing breaks the silence in my mind. I open one eye just in time to see Mila sliding the shower door open and stepping in.
I pretend not to see her and turn away. I pour shower gel into my palm and rub it onto my head. My mind is attuned to her, and I’m tense as I wash my head. I think quickly. I’ll ignore her until she gets the message.
Except I don’t factor in what Mila’s touch does to me. She wraps her hands around my waist, and my cock stiffens. I try to remember that this is the woman who has betrayed me. Her hands massage my belly, and her tits rub against my back.
Her hands explore my chest as if it’s the first time she’s touching me. She scrapes my skin with her nails, and I inhale deeply. I fight the feelings she invokes, but soon, my breath comes out in gasps like a drowning man.
Then it hits me. Mila is like any other woman that I’m attracted to. No different. I’m starving for her, and she can satisfy me. I can use her for what I want without my feelings being involved. I’ll fuck her as I would any other woman. It doesn’t matter that she hurt me. I’m done with feelings. It’s just sex.
That decided I turn around, turn the shower off, and take her into my arms. Her body is soft and malleable and melts into mine. My gaze meets hers. Her look is questioning. I lower my head to taste the softness of her skin. She smells so sweet.
Tenderness comes over me. I push it away. This is a woman who will not think twice about kissing another man while she is with me. There are no feelings involved for both of us. I palm her nipples, just the way she likes it; a soft moan escapes her lips.
Her hand wraps around my rock-hard cock. I bring my mouth to hers, and I feel as if I’ve come home. I wrestle with myself. I remind myself who Mila is. I’m determined to take my pleasure from her without involving my feelings.
“Brad,” she moans when I break the kiss and take her nipple into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the hard peak.
Mila croons as I take the other one into my mouth and slip my hand between her legs. Her pussy is wet and dripping for me. My woman. The thought forms before I can stop it. No! She’s not my woman. She’s just the woman I have sex with.
I slip a finger into her hot tight pussy and grip her ass cheek with my other hand. I circle her clit with my thumb, and juices pour out from her pussy. Her hand strokes my cock up and down, and with the other, she caresses my shoulders.
