AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Again, why?”
“First, you were turned on by that biker’s kiss.” Quirking his eyebrow and giving me a wink, he continues, “and secondly, I can tell you liked it.”
I try to hide my expression, but he just shakes his head and laughs. “Don’t even try and deny it.”
“I think you’re nuts.” I flop down on my back and sigh. I can’t believe he wants me to go out and bang someone else. Where is this coming from? Sure, we’ve explored our sexuality over the years with sex clubs and swingers’ parties but it wasn’t something that lasted.
“I just might be, but you are the one that got off thinking about someone that wasn’t me.”
Guilt wrecks me, and I start to tear up. What is wrong with me, how could I do that?
“Justine, I’m saying it’s okay. I want you to see if you have a connection with this guy, not just sex. Because we both know you’re a sex maniac.” He laughs. “Be nice to give my junk a break.”
I laugh at that, it’s true, I love sex.
“Have you met someone else? Is that why you’re telling me this?” I ask him in rapid fire.
He leans over me and kisses my nose. “Technically, no, but I sure wouldn’t mind if the new science teacher came to our front step and kissed the hell out of me.
We both stare at each other, then bust up laughing. Our love for each other is strong. But in all reality, our love is becoming more of a ‘best friends with benefits’ love than what we had before.
Later, lying bed snuggled up to Tomas, I realize that I didn’t get mad or jealous. If anything, I was pretty excited about exploring.
Chapter Seven
Hangman
Igrunt one last time, as I spill my seed in her beautiful, plump ass. Once I’m done, I go to my shower and wash myself off. I feel like shit, something I haven’t felt before. Fucking these bitches has always been a favourite pastime of mine. Now it feels wrong somehow. I think Melissa is getting too much into my head.
Leaving the bathroom, I notice the woman still here, lying in my bed, under my sheets. What the fuck? “Yo, you know the rules, get out,” I call out to the bitch.
Her eyes open and she looks at me, surprised. “But I thought you were making me yours; you never fuck the club girls in here.” She’s right, I don’t, that was my first mistake. But how does she know that?
“You asking around about me?” This is all I need, a patch slut.
“Of course, you are the president of the club.”
