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But sometimes I found myself craving drama. Something to stir the pot a little. I didn’t want anything tragic… No, nothing like that. Just something… different. Something less ordinary than my ordinary life.
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It appeared that I had found my excitement. And I had never felt more alive.
I’m a straight guy with cock on the brain… That’s great. I love my life.
“Make me.” Ben’s blue eyes turned into a blazing inferno and he placed his hands on my chest, shoving me backward, hard, against the wall of the garage. My back connected with the drywall and I coughed. But before I could step forward to lay him the fuck out, his hands were on my neck and his lips were on mine.
He’s so fucking bossy, but in a sexy and kind of adorable way…
So that was it. In deciding whether to be good or bad, I chose bad. And didn’t look back.
“Fuck Ryan… I’m gonna… come…” he told me, out of breath and raw. I want that… “Good… come for me,” I commanded, lifting his hips and leaning down enough to get his cock by my mouth. “I’m going to swallow you while I’m fucking you… because you taste so fucking good.”
If Ryan was like ecstasy, then Jess was like valium, or something. She made me calm and content. And happy.
He slid his fingers in between mine, and I could already feel it again… The fire; the passion; the lust. Maybe tonight was the end… Maybe it was just the beginning.
I may not be perfect, but I know how to make my wife come so hard she immediately lapses into a mini coma.
“Nineteen years ago, you said two words to me that… well, first scared the fucking shit out of me,” I chuckled and Jess grinned, biting her lip. “But then forever changed my life for the better. Baby, knocking you up was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Jess pouted at me, looking like she was about to tear up. “Cheers to another awesome year raising the best kid in the world with you.”
You didn’t ruin me, Ben Lockwood. If anything, you made me better.”
“Did you miss me taking care of your dick?” he asked softly, stroking up and down on my hard-on through my pants. “So bad, baby,” I said, my voice hoarse with arousal. “Just like I miss taking care of yours.”
Sure, I had been thinking about Ryan nonstop since he left two weeks ago. And yes, being with him now felt like a broken piece of me had been restored.
“Look at you, worrying,” he grinned, looking awfully pleased with himself. “Benjamin Lockwood likes me.”
All I knew was that I wanted to stay with Jess, and I also wanted to keep seeing Ryan. I wanted to have my cake and eat it, too. It wasn’t at all realistic. But he said any way you wanted… “I want to be with Jess… and you,”
“He makes me feel things in my stomach. Like, twisty things. And he’s so bossy and scary but like in a cute way. And… he’s just so pretty to look at.”
He slipped his leg in between mine and played with my hair, his big giant arms holding me; protecting me from the outside world. It was dangerous how good I felt when I was with him. It was like nothing or no one could ever penetrate this bubble.
“Are you hungry?” I murmured, distracting myself from my painful thoughts. “Ryan, I will get lock-jaw if I suck your dick again…” Ben huffed. “You’re too big. I need a break.”
“What did you say to her last night?” I asked him, and he turned to face me, leaning against the counter. “Nothing really,” he shrugged. “She asked if I was alone, and if she could buy me a drink. And I told her I was waiting for someone.” “Hmm… So I’m someone now?” I teased, crossing my arms over my chest. “Baby, you’re more than just a someone,” he whispered, his voice deep and raspy. “You’re my someone.”
I wanted Ben. I wanted to be his. Jessica was his woman. And I was his man.

