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“I spoke to David, that’s Jessica’s husband, and he convinced Clay to leave me alone and go back home.”
“Until when?” Brad says.
“We’re done. He understands that now,” I tell Brad. That’s what I got from Jessica. She didn’t want to talk about Clay, but she did assure me that David got through to him.
“You must promise me something,” Brad says solemnly. “You can’t keep things from me, Mila. It won’t work between us if you do that. Promise me. Don’t worry about burdening me. Let that be my problem.”
I nod. “Okay.”
“Good.”
My marriage to Clay taught me a lot of things, one of which was that problems ought to be nipped in the bud before they become full-sized and unmanageable. Perhaps if I had stood up for myself, Clay’s bullying would not have gotten so bad.
“I need you to promise something, too,” I tell Brad.
“Tell me.”
I inhale deeply before speaking. “If you ever hear something about me, give me the benefit of the doubt. Ask me. I’m not a liar or a cheater, Brad, but I do know it will take time to trust me. But please ask me first.”
“I’m sorry. I should have asked you,” Brad says. He runs his fingers through his hair. “I just lost my mind at the thought of another man kissing and holding you.”
It shouldn’t please me, but it does just the slightest bit that the thought of anyone else touching me drives Brad crazy. It shows that I’m not the only one whose feelings have grown exponentially.
“We can kiss and make up now,” I tell him and scramble up to his lap.
Brad pulls back the covers as I wrap my hand around his neck.
“Are you naked under your nightshirt?” he asks.
“I might be,” I reply coyly.
His hand snakes up my thighs to my pussy. I slide my hands into his hair. I moan loudly when his fingers come into contact with my folds. Brad brings his mouth to mine, and we kiss.
I raise myself slightly as his fingers work my pussy, teasing, and finger fucking me.
“That feels so good,” I tell him.
He moves his delicious mouth to my neck, where he trails kisses all the way to my shoulders. I rock my hips against Brad’s fingers. I want more.
“I want your cock,” I whisper to him.
He chuckles. “You’re insatiable.”
“Only for you,” I tell him.
“I know that now.”
I raise my hips off him as he whips his cock from his boxer briefs. Slowly I lower myself onto it and make hissing sounds as he fills me completely. I grip his shoulders, and he grips my waist, and he rocks me up and down his cock.
“I love your pussy,” Brad says.
“And what else?” I love his filthy mouth.
“Your tits,” he says and flicks out his tongue to lick my nipples as they bounce along with our movements.
“I love your humongous cock,” I tell him.
“That big, huh?” Brad says and grins.
I want to make a face, but I can’t. I’m too caught up in the pleasure burning through me.
“Can we change?” I say. My clit is on fire, and I want access as Brad fucks me. I slip out, turn around, and go on all fours.
Brad hisses. “God, Mila, how is a man supposed to last with a view like that?”
Brad is good for my ego. “You make me feel like the sexiest woman alive.”
“That’s because you are,” Brad says.
After that, all rational thought leaves my brain. Brad drives his cock inside me, and I lose it. I reach underneath and make circular movements on my clit.
“Are you touching yourself?” Brad asks, his tone breathless.
“Yes.”
“Fuck, that’s so hot. I wish I could see it.”
Pleasure courses through me as I play with myself and Brad fucks me. Sensation after sensation bombards me until an orgasm rips through me, and a strangled noise escapes my lips.
Chapter 37
Brad
The custody case is next week on Tuesday. In just four days, the judge decides who will raise my boy. Despite my determination to act calmly, my nerves are getting the better of me. I’m frightened, to be honest.
Isaac is the reason I get up in the morning full of hope and joy. He makes the world a brighter and better place. And now I have Mila too. Except that I can’t promise to remain the man she knows if Isaac is taken away from me. Mila is next door painting after inspiration struck her just after I came home.
Dinner is ready, and she hasn’t come back yet. I hate to pester her, but the food will go cold, and she likes her food piping hot. I grab my cell phone and call her number.
It goes to voice mail. She switches it off sometimes when she’s working. I’ll have to go there and get her. I’m not worried about leaving Isaac as it’s just next door. Still, I had better tell him.
