My Ex Husband's Regret
I didn't want to be the sad, tricked wife anymore. I wanted revenge…I had to feel alive.
I threw myself at him, grabbing his shirt, and he gave a start. "Tell me I'm sexy, and you would love to fuck me nice and good." The words I'd been thinking in my head slipped out without any filter and I almost regretted it. Almost.
Derek froze. His eyes darkened, becoming incredibly intense. He stared at me for a long moment, scanning my face to see if I meant it. The air inside the car felt thick and heavy…Then, he breathed hard. "Oh my princess, you have no idea what you're asking me."
My chest was beating fast, though my sharp voice did not betray me. "I'm serious, handsome. I'm damn serious." His presence was so close, almost suffocating but then in a good way.
Derek didn't hesitate anymore. He wrapped his strong arms around my neck, not applying any pressure, just holding me as he pulled me against his body. His lips slammed into mine, kissing me hard.
Shaky breaths left my trembling lips as I clung on to him tighter.
He made his way down, pressing kisses down my neck and chest causing my nipples to harden instantly. "You're driving me so insane, you don't even know." I heard him muttered, his lips next to my ear lobe.