All Chapters of My Husband Wants An Open Marriage : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“You won’t believe who I saw today, begging me for help.” Javier said to his family at dinner that evening. They all stared at him, curiously. “It was Thiago. And he seemed to be on the run too. He said he was only allowed out of the house to see Alora, and so he was hurrying around the place, meeting lawyers and anyone he thought could help before Lorenzo’s men finds him.”Julieta frowned. “Why would Lorenzo’s men be after him?” “According to him, few days ago, Paula and Lucia had lured Alora to the house, they drugged her and had two men on standby, they were instructed to take advantage of her and record it…” “What?!” Gael thundered in shock. “Oh my God, how could they do such a thing to Alora? Those two are pure evil!” Alma let out. “Thankfully, they didn’t succeed as Lorenzo got there in time and saved her.”That instantly made Gael feel jealous.Was this the plan Lucia was talking about?He didn’t think Lucia would go this far.

*ALORA* I quickly got off his body.He sat up and started to take off his shoes.Wanting to cool off my suddenly tensed heart and body, I decided to go for a swim even if I didn’t come with a swimsuit. I headed for the sea. “Don’t go too far into the water.”Lorenzo called out behind me. “I just want to swim.” “Not tonight. The waves seem strong.” “It’s not strong.” I argued. I wasn’t being careless but I really thought the waves weren’t that strong.As I got to the bay, Lorenzo’s loud voice sounded behind me again. “Alora, don’t go far!” He warned as if he was talking to a kid. “You just don’t listen.” He huffed, walking into the water as well.I eyed him. “Do you think I’m some clueless girl that doesn’t know what dangerous for her or not.”He shrugged. “Kind of.”I gasped, reaching into the water and splashing it at him. “I am a strong independent woman, Mister!” “Yeah, sure.” He suppressed his lips in a tight line a

*ALORA* He was setting my body on fire and I didn’t have the mental capacity to think deeply about his words at the moment. I started moaning. I could hear the passion and desire in his voice. His cock spasmed more and more often, every ten seconds or so, pressing against my lips in little pulses. “AHH! I want to come on your face…on your tits…deep inside you, I want you wet for me, taking me in, fucking me every night.” My thighs were starting to tremble. He was groaning very loudly now and I could feel his body tense up. “Come for me, Alora. I want you to come when I’m coming in your mouth, come for me…” The ripples of pleasure started rolling through me. I was moaning, the sound stifled by the thick cock in my mouth. “Are you coming, Reina? Are you coming for me?” I nodded the tiniest bit as I moaned louder. Waves of pleasure were rolling through me, hot and fast. “Ahh…oh fuck…” He grunted and suddenly he was bursting in my mouth.

*ALORA* I didn’t want to feel this way.So disorganized, so tensed, so upset.So what if that was the woman he wanted to marry?It shouldn’t matter to me.I knew very well that what we had wasn’t long-term, talk more of it ending up in marriage.It was clearly unimaginable for someone like me to marry someone like him. We were just having fun.Just fun. But the tightness in my chest didn’t go away.Why wouldn’t it go away?!Why couldn’t I feel lighthearted about this? Even as I laid down to sleep, it still felt like my lungs were lacking oxygen. My phone beeped. I slowly reached for it and saw that it was a text from Lorenzo.Lorenzo: Are you still with Milena?What?Why was he asking?Did he want to see me at this hour?Didn’t Daphne please him well?I wasn’t in the mood to see him. So I replied.Me: Yes. I set my phone aside and covered my full body including my face with the duvet.************** The following day passed by in a blur. And by the time I got off wo

*ALORA* We laid on my bed, Lorenzo on top of me, our lips pressed together, his tongue played gently over mine, sensually moving inside. I let my hands trail slowly downwards, feeling the hard bulges of his biceps, the solidness of his powerful forearms. His hands roved over me too, tracing over the cotton shirt, toying with my hardening nipples, circling my breasts, caressing the curve of my ass up the slope of my back. As we continued to kiss, hot, wetly, sweetly, I traced my fingers over his abs, feeling the individual muscles hard and distinct beneath his warm skin. I toyed with the slight thatch of hair at the waistband of his boxers and then I moved further down. He was partially hard and when I rubbed my hand against him, I felt him grow and I badly wanted to feel him grow in my mouth too. I reached into the flap of his boxers and pulled him out. His cock lolled there on my palm, firm and thick, heavy and full. I lightly stroked him, almost tickling him