All Chapters of I Never Hated You : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

He was wearing a different suit. The one he wore during the day was a navy blue suit with a sky blue shirt and a black tie, but now, he was wearing a cream colored suit jacket, with white pants and shirt. He was holding the bouquet way too tightly to his chest and smiling nervously. I felt like running out of there, in fact I wanted to. Let it be like those movie scenes where the actor runs out of the gathering and is chased by the others, only to be hit over by a car outside. Like, I could literally make do with a car running over me. Not killing me, or giving me a permanent disability, please, I love my life way too much. The car should just hit me enough to put me in a comma for like three months, because what the hell is going on here?! How did it come to this? My feet dragged me closer to them instead of farther from them, and Cole also came closer. “ Anyone” by Justin Beiber was playing in the background, and Francis and the others were still holding up their placards. “

I pulled down his pants and his underwear in one go, setting his probing dick free. It was standing erect, its cap almost red in color. I engulfed it into my mouth, and was met with a sweet warmth that was so like Basil, and I missed it, so much. I started sucking it uncontrollably, like a child sucking a lollipop. My head was moving in motion, forward and backward, and he also started thrusting into me, face-fucking me. Basil's moan was everything. It was like a familiar song that I had not heard in a long time, a song that I could dance to, and the way his voice rose to the ceiling made me harder: I needed him inside me there and then. I looked at him and he knew what I wanted. He shook his head, telling me that he can't; his stitches were still kind of fresh and he need not to stress them. “ I know what to do. Lie on the bed”, I said but the statement came out as a command. He immediately complied, taking his pants off of his ankles and jumping on the bed. I

“ Was. Was married”, I said. His lips said “ oh” without his voice as I grabbed the glass of water on the table. “ So that means you're divorced?” He asked, leaning forward. “ It's basically the same thing”, I took a gulp and dropped the glass of water. He hesitated for a while before he asked, “ can I asked what happened? Like, why did you leave him?” “ It was a “ her” actually”, I corrected, waiting for his reaction. “ Huh? You were married to a woman? Wait, does that mean you're straight? Gosh, this isn't happening”, he put both hands on his hair, grabbing it tightly. “ What?” “ I thought you were gay, I mean, I could've sworn that you were gay. You gave off such gay aura although it was distinct, and I could've also sworn that this was a date”, he sounded distressed, disappointed. “ Well, just to clear things up, I also think it's a date”, I chipped in. “ What? You also think this is a date? What are you then? A straight guy trying to experiment with his se

Dante's POV “ Where are you off to?” Sasha asked as I walked into the sitting room that Saturday morning, fully dressed. She knew I wasn't going grocery shopping, it was her turn to do so, and I wasn't going to the gym, I was putting on a pair of jeans, shirt, and sneakers. “ To Cole's place. I promised I'll come stay with him for the weekend. Besides, we also have work to do regarding the senator's case”, I answered, grabbing a bowl to make myself cornflakes. “ You still haven't told him, have you?” I shook my head, “ no, I haven't”, and grabbed the can of milk from the fridge. “ Why?” She inquired as I poured the little remaining content in the can into my bowl of cornflakes, and then tossed the can into the trash bin. “ Because I haven't found the perfect time to do so”, I scooped a spoonful into my mouth. “ You should tell him, or officer Parker. Stop waiting for the so called perfect time, just do it. The longer you wait, the harder it will get”. “ Okay. I've h

Cole literally ate me. He wasn't trying to be gentle. His tongue ravaged my ring hole as he rimmed me, and his teeth also worked with him, making me quiver as if a sharp object was used on me down there. He kept slapping my ass cheeks with his two hands, shaking them violently as he buried his face in them, moaning with pleasure. My own pleasure was just too much to contain. I ached my back, my face to the ceiling, and I was pretty sure that my eyes were rolled to the back of my head. He finished up with my ass, and then stood up. “ Fuck me daddy, please fuck me, now”, I pleaded, positioning my ass perfectly for him. All he had to do was slid his dick inside my whole. That was at the very core of my want. “ You want this dick? Huh? You want this?” “ Yeah baby, fuck me. FUCK ME!”, I begged. “ Say my name”, he sounded ruthless, like a merciless tyrant, and that was hot. He wasn't the Cole I knew, the gentle, sweet human being that I always loved being around. He was an