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husband, to treat you with all the respect you deserve. It’s not a perfect situation, but I’m going to try t...
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“When we move into our home after the wedding and everything…as far as them,”
“Well…they are always welcome in our home…discreetly, of course.”
I’m surprised by his words. Is he saying that I can still be with them even a...
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Feelings change, it’s not like they’d want to share one woman forever, right? Still, the feeling of knowing that if we break up, it won’t be by Asher’s hands gives me a small sense of peace that I treasure greatly.
“Honestly, you won’t need to worry about any women. I won’t be bringing anyone to our home. I’m not going to disrespect you like that.”
“Because, I don’t love them.”
“You might meet someone that you do,” I offer. “Everyone deserves the freedom to love and be loved by someone. Everyone deserves that gift. So, when she comes along one day, I’ll support you however I can,”
“Thank you, Skyla.”
Fuck. That would be so goddamn hot to share her
with Asher. Say what you want, but I love sharing my woman. Something about seeing her completely satisfied, doted on and adored like she deserves with a whole lot of orgasms all around makes for a good ass time.
“You want Asher to touch you?”
Leaning down I steal a kiss from her, my tongue tangling with hers as I do. I’ve never minded the taste of myself on someone. I actually really enjoy giving head, and the taste just doesn’t bother me like it bothers some. I find it fucking hot actually, when you can taste yourself on your partners lips or their body. Like proof that you were there. Fuck. My cock is already getting hard again.
“You did so good, babygirl. I’m so proud of you.”
“I love you, Liam,”
“You do?”
“Oh, I. Uh. I…I do,”
“I love you too, babygirl.”
“Really?” she asks with a relieved smile. “Oh, fuck yes.”
“All I’m trying to say is that, I know you’re catching feelings for her and it’s okay. We’re great at sharing in case you can’t tell. If anyone is going to fall for her, I’d want it to be her soon to be husband. She deserves the best of everything in life, and when you’re not being an entitled prick that includes you too, man.”
It’s no secret that Asher Putnam is gorgeous. He’s easily one of the sexiest men
that I’ve ever laid my eyes on, and to have his eyes on me? His attention on me? It was an overwhelming sense of gratification.
Oh god. I think I have feelings for him. Not just lusty you’re hot and I bet we would have amazing hook-ups together, feelings. Me not wanting him to see other people, to sleep with them. I think that counts as the real deal ‘I want you for myself’ feelings….shit.
My jealousy is bitter and unwavering Do you enjoy seeing the way you have me shaking? You have always and will always be mine So I have to ask, why waste their time? The clock will strike twelve and along will they go Off to their duties, other women, they’ll leave you all alone I’ll always be here to pick up your pieces and lick away the pain
Just let me in, my love, scream out my name
Are you trying to make me jealous? Because it’s working.
“What feelings?”
“For me! Don’t lie and say that you don’t have them, I’m not stupid.”
“FINE! You want me to admit that I have feelings for you? That I’ve fallen so fucking hard for you and I don’t know how to get up? You want me to sit here, and
tell you how I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you from the moment I met you? How you have always occupied a majority of my headspace, but now…”
“Now, I’m absolutely FUCKED. There is no room for anything except you. Skyla Parris, is practically inked into my DNA, th...
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“You know what the worst part is?”
“We’re going to be married tomorrow, you’re going to be my wife and I still won’t have you. Not in the way that counts, not in the way I want you.”
He mouths something, so soft I almost think I’m imagining it. When he does it again, though, I know it was intentional.
“Eyes on me.”
“Almost done” he grits into my ear.
“It’s okay, baby. I love you,”
The slap makes my eyes water even more, the sting of my cheek just another body part added to the long list of things Asher has hurt tonight. He gathers up spit in the next moment, spitting into my face before an evil laugh rips through him, his thrusts quickening.
“Stupid bitch. So fucking gullible. Love?”
“I’ll never love you,...
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“That was almost too easy,” he smirks. “What was?” I ask just above a whisper.
“Everything.”
