All Chapters of My Husband Wants An Open Marriage : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

*ALORA* I took my lips away from Lorenzo’s, gasping at the insane pleasure of being filled by him. My body part around him had practically rearranged itself to accommodate such a thick cock. This might be the best thing I’ve ever felt. Lorenzo stilled as if savoring the feeling of being inside of me. “Ahh…fuck.”He groaned in my ear. I closed my eyes, as the delirious pleasure made my skin sizzle. Having him inside me felt so fabulous. I felt unbearably stretched and yet the sensation was one of satisfaction, completeness and pure pleasure. He began to pull out of me again, and then he pushed back in, slowly. I gasped, loudly, my eyes widening at the indescribable sensation. I placed my hands on his chest, I was half crazed with lust. My fingers splay across his chest. I moved my hand across his hairless, silky smooth flesh and smiled when my palm graze his hardened nipples. I leaned forward to catch the taut peak between my te

*ALORA* Gael moved farther away from me. “Do you think I care? I do not give a fuck about where you go! I’d even be glad if Paula and Lucia continue maltreating you.”I wasn’t in the mood to argue with him, or even speak to him anymore.He wasn’t worth my time. Placing the document in my bag, I turned, wanting to head up to my bedroom and pack my stuff. My heart ached seeing Julieta crying, profusely. I stared at her, not knowing how to comfort her. I wished she had prepared herself for this day.The marriage was eventually going to end sooner or later.In fact, it had been doomed from the start. When Gael had wanted a break up, when he chose Camila over me, I should have accepted it.But I had a low self-worth back then and I was scared of being alone so I did everything I could to hang onto him.I realized now how truly pathetic that was.But it was time now, time to stand on my own, time to build my self-worth and value. I didn’t deserve pain, I didn’t des

*ALORA* A frown crossed Lorenzo’s face. “A bride competition?” “Yes, the one your mother organized for you.”He ran a hand through his hair and then I realized he genuinely didn’t seem to know about it. “My mother organized a bride competition for me?”He was sounding pissed now. I swallowed.”I…em…Julieta mentioned it. She said it was organized discreetly, I didn’t know you weren’t aware of it. I mean, you’re the groom those women were auditioning themselves for.” “I’m not getting married.” He informed me. “You do not have any woman you’re betrothed to? Or involved with at the moment?” He moved closer to me.”No. I only want to be involved with you.” “I do not want to be involved with you.” I bit out.He cupped my cheek and I tried not to melt.My self-control was losing the fight again. “You want to be.” He argued. “I admit, sex with you was…I can’t even describe it. It was beyond all my imagination. You made

*LORENZO* Was there any feeling that could compete with holding Alora in my arms like this? She was soundly asleep and naked in my arms. I gently stroke her hair as I stared at her.My beautiful Alora. I was used to getting anything I wanted. Achieving things at my set timeline. Getting anything I wanted instantly. But I guess, for the first time in my life, I had to wait. I had to wait for this woman to become mine, completely. I already knew what I wanted from her.And it wasn’t just sex. I had only agreed to that because of how determined she had looked.It was either that or she’d not let me be around her at all. I had to try, to learn how to be patient now. She had just gotten out of a bad marriage and it seems she saw all men as fickle beings.I had to show her that this need for her ran deep. I wasn’t going anywhere. I wanted her in my life. I needed her more than I could even describe. I pressed a kiss to her forehead. I felt glad that I

That night, just as Lucia finished her night skincare routine, she thought about how Alora had spoken to her at the parking lot.That wasn’t the Alora she knew. The Alora she knew was a quiet and calm girl who cried easily and always cowered.She had always hated Alora, long before she even met Alora in person. Alora was older than her with two years. From the early stage of Lucia’s life, she could only remember her father briefly stopping by the house, occasionally. It had always been her and her mother. At school, when asked if she had a father, she had to always say no because she wasn’t allowed to talk about who her father was to other people. She had always wondered why and when she was twelve, she had cried and ask Paula why her father didn’t live with them. Of course, he provided them with money but he barely visited them. Paula had told her that it was because of Jasmine(Alora’s mother) and Alora. Paula had told Lucia that her father had another family. Paula also