Push

by Nyla K.

“Just know that that girl is my entire life,” I continued, trying to keep my tone in check. “If she gets hurt, I will hurt whoever hurt her.”

Raising my daughter, football, remodeling, running a company, and making my wife come. Those are my skills. Oh and gardening. I don’t care how girly it sounds, I can’t let Jess take all the credit for those roses.

Shut down your brain. Just be in the moment…

But it was exciting. It was bad… forbidden. And I was so turned on I was shaking.

Jesus Christ… What the fuck am I doing? This is so bad… But so good. It feels so fucking good. But it’s wrong. My daughter’s boyfriend is giving me head. Holy fuck… I’m gonna come.

It appeared that I had found my excitement. And I had never felt more alive.

So I did kind of want something to happen with him… But only because I wanted to see if I would like it!

I’m a straight guy with cock on the brain… That’s great. I love my life.

He’s so fucking bossy, but in a sexy and kind of adorable way…

I just fucked him. We just fucked. I put my dick inside a guy. A guy I’m not supposed to have. And it felt like fireworks.

They were mine because I made them.

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 wanted to take Ben off that damn pedestal in my mind. He was just a man, after all. Not a fucking god.

“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.”

Much to Hailey’s dismay, I had an Instagram account. Not that I used it often. Social media wasn’t really my thing. But one of its few advantages was that it allowed one to secretly stalk a party of his or her choosing.

Damn… Is he writing a fucking novel?? What the fuck is going on?

That’s it?! It took him three minutes to write the same fucking word I wrote in one second?

“No,” he rasped and shook his head. “It wasn’t.” I let out a hard breath. “Are you sure?” He nodded slowly. “If anything, you helped me realize it wasn’t going to work. I love Hailey… I always will. But it wasn’t meant to be.”

You didn’t ruin me, Ben Lockwood. If anything, you made me better.”

“You said… I was yours…” Ryan breathed, and I opened my eyes to look at him. “It just… made me go a little crazy for a second.”

As if he knew as well that no matter what, we would definitely see each other again, regardless of how much we said no.

He looked refreshed… illuminated even. Giving the stars a run for their money.

“I’m not going to Mars, baby. I’m just going home,”

“Everybody gets fucked in this threesome, sweetheart,”

If these walls could talk… Let’s just be glad they can’t.

“Some hot older guy turned me into an alcoholic.”