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336 pages, Kindle Edition
Published December 2, 2021
“I think she’s in labor.” “You think?” “She told me to get her bag. I came home to find her doubled over in the shower.”
There was no arguing the fact that I hadn’t been there for Declan’s birth. In fact, I’d been knee-deep in strange pussy for my first son’s birth.
Like the asshole I was back then, I didn’t even know and remained caught up between the legs of another woman for the duration of their stay in the hospital.
“It should be a happy occasion. It was supposed to be different this time.”
“I need my dad! I need both of them. Our boys need them. Who will I have when you decide I’m not worth it again?”
My father had promised me that if it ever happened again, he would help me quietly pack mine and the kids’ bags and get us out of here. Who would have my back now?
Lily immediately took a step away from me and shook her head. “I told you before, there is no way in hell that you will ever get me to set foot in that room, let alone crawl into that nasty, skank infested bed.”
I turned to see Chrissy, one of the club girls who had been around for a few years. Yep. That meant that I’d been fucking her back when I didn’t take my marriage seriously.
“What if I told you that I didn’t mind making it a threesome with your wife. We can all fuck. She can lick your cum out of my pussy after you fill me up.”
“Oh, I am well aware. That’s dangerous to anyone who they think is in their way though. And Merc, they wouldn’t feel like they have a claim on you guys like that unless you gave them a reason to think they did. I’m not saying you personally,” she was quick to add before I could argue.
When the club whore approached my husband, knowing that I was standing right behind him, I worried. How could I not with the history we shared?
“What happened to the old hunting shack?” “Boone had it torn down and sold the property a couple years back. He said there were too many bad memories associated with it and that there was no way in hell he could ever take his grandson there, not after the way I’d disrespected his mother.”
“I fell out of lust, love, or whatever it was I had for you back then, only to fall right back in. Please, don’t hurt me like that ever again.”
“Two more weeks and we’ll get to see whether this little peanut is a girl or boy, if we want to.” I told Merc as I rubbed my hands over my belly.
There was no comfort for the news that was delivered. I had lost the baby, a girl. My beautiful baby girl was gone because I had an incompetent cervix.
“You looked stressed,” a female’s voice called out before a glass of whiskey was placed in front of me. I glanced up to see Sylvie’s tits overflowing her barely there top and was fucking shocked to feel a stirring in my pants that I hadn’t felt in months. It fucking punched me in the gut, knowing that this woman had piqued my interest after months of having no desire for sex whatsoever. I hated that the desire hadn’t been there for Lily in months because I was worried about the ramifications of fucking my own wife.
Seeing Sylvie there, daring me to let go and sate myself with her brought back memories of carefree days where a fuck felt freeing, like the release it was meant to be. It had been a long time since I’d felt that way about sex. It had become something to dread instead, knowing that the result might be another lost pregnancy.
As my brother spoke to his little girl, Sylvie snickered, causing me to glance back in her direction. “I want to start my ride.” My eyes slid from Sylvie to Double-D as shame burned through me.
“Like you weren’t just stroking your hard-on while staring at my pussy like a thirsty man who’s been in the desert too long.”
For the next six months, I was a fucking monk. Lily was too deep in her depression to give a shit about whether I was even home, let alone if I was down to fuck.
On the way back, I tripped on a piece of linoleum that needed to be tacked back down properly. I ended up catching myself on a fine pair of tits for my trouble. “Damn, baby. Sorry about that,” I mumbled as my hands did their own thing and squeezed the breasts they landed on. “You don’t have to apologize as long as you keep that up,”
I nodded my head and turned us around. There was an unoccupied bedroom at the end of the hall. It was the one I had already claimed for the night the minute I realized I couldn’t stay at home with Lily.
What had I been denying the club girls for anyway? My wife wanted to have some other man give her a baby because I wasn’t good enough anymore. Fuck it. I was done pretending to be a family man for a family that was no longer good enough for my wife anyway.
“What did we do?” She giggled. “You name it, we did it stud.”
“You’re Merc’s wife, right?” The blonde woman asked with a bit of arrogance laced through her words.
“Well, I just wanted to congratulate you on having that to yourself for all these years.” She rolled her eyes skyward, as if in thought for a minute. “Maybe to yourself. If last night was any indication, that’s over with now. I could barely walk when I had to leave his room this morning. He gave it to me all night long.” She giggled. “I think he filled every single hole I have with his cum.”
“You fell into her?” I scoffed and rolled my eyes. “No one in the history of cheating spouses has ever actually tried to use that excuse. There’s no way.”
“Another woman had your dick in her mouth, and you woke up naked in bed with her this morning. I find it hard to equate that with nothing happening.”
“You promised me,” I reminded him.
“You promised me that there would never be anyone else.”
“You’re right. I broke my promise first. Did that make it easier for you to break yours? Was it tit for tat?”
“Yeah, you pretty much sailed that point home with what you did last night.” I told him. “You should pack a bag and go stay with your whores. It’s always going to be them you end up going back to anyway.”
“No, the low blow was the one you got last night from a club whore. It hit us both right where we expected it to. That ‘blow’ got to your dick while it stabbed me right in my heart. Just like old times. Now, get out before I say something you might truly regret.”
Truth be told, I was thinking about starting a party in the room I used last night. Why the fuck not? I already lost my wife. Felt like I lost her a long time ago, not just this morning.
“Fuck that! I didn’t even do anything.” “Because you were too drunk to get it up,”
“Do you hear yourself? You were just upstairs, getting ready to invite two more club bitches into your office to party. If you’re using the too drunk excuse, then what the fuck are you doing drinking like a Goddamn fish?”
The toxic bitches of this club will take and take. You saw what happened this morning, and I’m guessing that cunt who slept in the same bed with you last night told your wife a whole different tale about what went down.”
“If you think I’m so broken that you had to do this behind my back then why are you even still with me?” I screamed at him. “I don’t fucking know anymore!” His answer gutted me.
When I woke in a strange place hours later, reality came crashing in. I had done something I could never take back.
He was the first man I had ever had sex with besides my husband. It felt weird with him being slightly thicker but having about two inches less length than Merc.
“Lily is confused. We all know she’s been in a bad place for a while. Is it right that she did that shit tonight? No, and I bet you she regrets it as soon as she realizes what she’s done.”
When I got to the clubhouse, my plans were immediately altered. The blonde who I’d gone to bed with, in my drunken stupor, was there and her eyes were laser-focused on me. I’d meant to deal with her bullshit and the lies she told my wife that day she confronted her in the parking lot. Since I hadn’t gotten to that yet, seemed she might just serve another purpose now.
“Grab a friend. Same room. Meet you there.” It was evident that the invite shocked her almost as much as it did me.
“You sit on her face until I’m done here,” I demanded. Then I looked at the brunette. “Eat her pussy as good as I’m eating yours, honey. You will be rewarded for your efforts.”
“You put that letter in my mailbox at home,” I accused as Carina picked herself up off the floor. “I just thought it would help you out since everyone is always talking about your crazy wife trying to get pregnant again. She wouldn’t be trying if she knew you couldn’t do it.”
“Good for you! You got my sloppy seconds and you had to share them with another woman. Are you proud of yourself? Do you want a gold fucking star for your achievement? Honey, that man will fuck anything that breathes and has tits. You did nothing special that a hundred other girls before you haven’t done. You won’t be the last one either, if that’s what you’re thinking.”
They didn’t give two shits if their club brothers were disloyal to their women, but a woman could never do the same to her man. Fucking hypocrite assholes.
The first night I took a club girl to my new room, the one that was formally the guest room down the hall from my office, Double-D was there trying to talk some sense into me.
It took two more months of me trying and failing to reach Lily before I finally gave in and started fucking every whore in the clubhouse except Shiloh.
“Oh God! Merc, yes, just like that. Oh yyyyyeess!” Vandi drew out the last word as her pussy started squeezing my cock.
“If you ever answer a call from me while you’re in the middle of fucking some other woman again, I will cut your balls off and feed them to you for dinner. You can disengage and then call me back when your slut of the moment is no longer around!”
“You fucking know better!” I roared. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it, but she has no business interrupting us, Merc.”
It was her turn to laugh. “Funny that you can fuck around all the time and have your way with all of us, but you think the little hints we give your women about it are the reason they hate you! We’re not the reason. You’re bullshit double standards are. I bet if she cheated on you, the first thing you’d do was throw it in her face and kick her to the curb like one of your used up whores. The fact that you don’t expect her to do the same to you is insanity!”
“Got caught with a whore moaning into your phone, huh?” He grunted the question at me, not bothering to hide the contempt he felt for the choices I was making.
“Then I’m still going to leave here. Even if we don’t work out, I can’t have a side seat to you moving on. Not while everything is still so raw. I’ve already done that, and I barely survived,” she admitted. My heart constricted when the reality that the things I’d been doing with other women might have cost our boys their mother set in.
Though his lies and cheating sure do sound a lot worse than my depression and wish to have a daughter.”
And from there, we grew a friendship, that in a short amount of time, turned into a love affair. I extended my trip once again, as Lucas and I fell for one another over the course of what was supposed to be our lonely summer in solitude.
With Lucas. It was a chance at a fresh start. I had the promise of a fresh love in front of me that wasn’t tainted by a heartbreaking past.
It seemed the options life had dangled before me were no longer available. It was time to accept defeat, and the reality that an easy love was never meant to be mine. All that was left was for me to return home to figure out what that meant for my future.
I only wish that Damon had done similar when I first found out about our son. Maybe, things would have turned out differently. I envy Lauren that she has a man like you.”
“If it were any other reason, if she had shown up ready to reconcile without this news, I would have chosen you. Lily, I need you to understand that.” “I already know. There was no choice to be made when it came down to her carrying your child. You wouldn’t be the man of my dreams if that wouldn’t have been your choice, Lucas.”
You taught me a lot about what should be expected in a partner. For that, you will always carry a piece of my heart with you.” “And you will always have a piece of mine too, Lily.”
There were even moments throughout my life, where I wondered if I’d made it all up. The proof that he existed was the only thing that tied our shared time to reality. The one picture I had of the two of us, that I kept hidden away in an online file, was something I only visited when doubt crept in.
My Lucas would always remain the one pure love I had in this life. The one that was too short-lived to ever have any problems weigh it down.
Lucas was that fictional moment made real for me. He held that space in my heart until it was time to close that book and start another.
I needed the time to deal with the loss of a love that I had always wished for before having to face my family.
“Lily?” Our therapist prompted again. “I wanted him to choose me. I wanted him to choose to be with only me, to fight with me, to tell the truth, and to get help. To get me help. I told him to go be with other women because he needed to make that choice. He did.”
Lily had often said throughout the years that people will do what they want to do when given the choice, and that she was never the choice they made.
He did the thing that Merc had never done for me and Declan. He chose his family over his selfish needs.”
“I felt the utmost respect for his decision, even as it broke my heart. That was also the moment when I knew that I would never try to fall in love again.
From the very beginning, I never could be the woman a man chose for his one and only. After Lucas left me to go back to his wife, I knew that I would never try again, because I always picked wrong.”