Todos os capítulos de Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

“Are you ready?” Davy asked as I sat in my bedroom, well, soon-to-be-former bedroom. I was surrounded by suitcases and bags that were going to be transported, yet there were still many more I was yet to pack.However, I was going to only take what I needed, and maybe this would spur me to decluttering I have been postponing for months now.“I think so,” I replied, looking for an available suitcase to pack up some more. I already had seven filled to the brim and almost bursting from their seams.One would have thought I had been staying here all my life and not just a place I was hiding for a few months until I settled the issue with my husband.Yes, he was now mine again.The dismissal was processed the next day, and we were back like we never left.“Alright, I will start taking them down,” he said, coming over to kiss me before he began dragging four at once, and I was left alone.My gaze roamed about the room, taking in the space that had become my sanctuary for the past months, and

Davy and I lay on the lounger, enjoying the cool sea breeze and the sun, while Kim and Aaron were sitting by the pool, splashing water, and I shook my head. All of Davy’s friends had left the day after the vow renewal since they still had work to return to, while Davy stayed back on vacation with me. Kim and Aaron had decided to tag along, turning it into a double date getaway, and I had been enjoying it so far. “I have an idea!” Kim suddenly sprang up in her bright yellow bikini, her hands akimbo. “What?” I asked, sitting up to hear her because from the way she lit up, it had to be good. “Let’s play beach ball!” “Beach ball?” We all echoed, but I was already perking up at the thought of doing an activity that would get my blood pumping. “Yes. We have just been sitting and lounging here. We should be out there, running about, exploring. And it would look good for my i***a.” She shrugged, and I nodded. She was definitely doing it because of the second reason, but who cares? I was

Aaron’s POVFocusing on getting to my apartment was proving to be damn near impossible, especially as Kim sat a few inches beside me, looking like a delicate flower.Only I knew better. There was nothing delicate about this particular flower; instead, it was poisonous, one determined to strike you dead only with a touch.But because I was helpless against her charms, I found myself drawn to this particular flower; it didn’t help that this one was also drawn to me—I hope.It just had to be pure luck. I had accompanied a friend to the party, as I had nothing to do on New Year's Eve and I refused to spend it alone, and somehow I had stumbled upon her.It was a miracle, given the fact that I have loved… well loved was a strong word, but I had always wanted her in my bed, and I had only decided to try my luck.Right now, she was beside me, following me home, knowing full well none of the intentions I had for her were good, yet she seemed not to mind, and the thought made me harden in my pa

Aaron’s POVIt had to be a dream. No, not a dream; it was fantasy at this point because Kim was on me, taking my cock, moaning my name.I had to relish this in case it turned out to be a dream. After all, she had plagued my night and even my day. And I was ashamed to admit she was the object of my fantasy and the beginning of my orgasm.So I held her close, my arms wrapping around her because I never wanted to let go, and I thrust upwards into her. Her wet heat received me, her moans spurring me on until I would no longer stop. I fear it was death if I did.I sought her lips, kissing her with the passion she had ignited inside me, my cock spearing into her until she had lost sight of any coherent speech, and it was only then I began to chase the high.My thrust was now punishing, my goal starkly clear. I needed to cum in her; I needed to fill her with my cum until all she could remember was me and the taste of my cock.My fingers tightened even more around her, my cock pounding into t

I sat as stiff as a board, trying to pretend like I cared. Maybe that would make him get off my dick on time..only i didn’t have a dick so maybe my pussy?Staring at him with a bored expression, I waited as he brought out his big-ass iPad, scrolling through some things, and I eyed him.Sometimes I was convinced he was unnecessarily cruel because he had always wanted to be a model, but he never got to be one. He had the height for it, standing at 6'2", his face all defined and angular, and he wasn’t so bad in the eyes, but somehow he was unable to get in.However, he managed to get into the industry as an agent, and I am convinced he was just torturing us because we stole his dream. It didn’t help that he was particularly hard on me, of course, because of my family."Alright." He pushed the iPad towards me, and I scanned the brief he had prepared lazily. The shoot concept was actually lovely, something I was actually looking forward to, yet…I pushed the ipad back to him, shaking my he