Megan’s POV“ I love you more baby,” I confessed into Alexander’s left ear, devouring his lips and tongue, my mind thinking of a thousand and one ways to fuck him right now, my head going crazy. “ Keep quiet, Megan. Impossible, I fucking love you more,” he replied, his words confidently owning me, together with his sex motions, making me more wet, my pussy throbbing and dripping. The mention of Richard from Alexander’s mouth sent down jolting sensations down my spine. The fear of him coming back, lingering, torturing me again.I mean, coming from a fucked up home, finding my way through the orphanage, losing everything I had, including the love that never existed. Ran away, found Richard and thought that my life would be okay, fucking deceived myself. “ I’m sorry for making you go through all these traumas in marriage, Megan, the traumas you had with me and the traumas you had with Richard, especially him,” Alexander said, obviously, knowing my thoughts and intention even without m
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