Cheating Husband Romance Books Novels & Stories

"He's a leech, he's a bastard, he's a rapist! A sexual predator and a romantic abuser!" "Shut your mouth, Diana!" She screams, standing up to face me head on. “He is your husband! Every action he's ever taken to make you have his baby is understandable!" She's completely lost it. "You keep running off to have sex with another man that you don't even know. You don't even know what he is, yet you kept meeting him and cheating on your husband with him!" She cups my cheek but I shift away from her touch. "Go home, Diana. Make peace with your husband. Please. You've spent years taking care of me, making sure I eat and sleep well and survive my heart disease. But now your actions... your actions a

“Go ahead then. Just say it. What is it? You want a divorce?” “No, no, no, no, no, no, no,” he said quickly, almost panicked. “Why would you go there? That’s the last thing on my mind. I want you back, Monique. I love you. You’re my wife.” I stared at him. “It didn’t look that way.” He frowned. “What do you mean?” “It didn’t look that way when I walked into what I thought was our house and found you with another woman. When I saw her pictures where mine used to be. When I saw my curtains gone, my colours erased. You didn’t just cheat, Ryan. You replaced me.”

The sight of him cheating on me turns me on so badly which I can't explain as I slipped my hand under my skirt without thinking as my fingers brushed my panties which were already soaked. I bite my lips while circling my clit slowly matching to the rhythm of his thrusts. “This is so insane and I still can't believe that I'm getting off on my husbands infidelity?” I said. Jim flips her over while spreading her legs wide as he hooked them over his shoulders. “Look at me while I fill you up,” he demanded slamming back in. He kept bouncing on each other while her nails racked his back. “Jim, oh fuck you are so big and I want you to ruin pussy!”

"Ha- I gaped with my mouth open, my whole body shivering as I quickly grabbed the stairs wheel. Never in a million years would I think my husband was cheating on me. He has always been an example of a perfect man, loving and showering me with flowers and gifts. Maybe he did all of that so I wouldn't suspect him I raised my hand and wanted to push the door, but I resisted. Confrontation was not something I felt at that moment; I did not want to see the cheating bastard. I turned and then rushed out of the house with tears in my eyes. Without hesitating, I got in the car, driving on the street in a high speedometer leading to the highway. My phone kept buzzing halfway into the drive. I g

Maybe I actually wanted to get drunk so I can finally unleash this want inside me without guilt. For a long time, I felt so guilty about my feelings for Teddy and tried desperately not to betray my husband. But after what I saw and witnessed today, I don’t care anymore. Richard has been cheating on me this whole time. How cruel. I gasped as his hands found my ass, gripping firmly. “Are you sure about this, Payton?” “Yes.” I leaned in and kissed him hard, tongue sweeping into his mouth. “Please… fuck me. Hard.” I wanted him—badly. My lips moved over his jaw, his cheeks, his neck. I sucked at the sensitive skin there until he moaned, fingers twisting in my hair, eyes fluttering shut in pleasur

I wondered as I stared at Romano. I had always thought it would be hard for me to be attracted to Romano, but I was wrong. I didn’t last six months into the marriage before I started thinking about him, but his cheating nature irked me. He wasn’t an unattractive man. He had never looked like a middle-aged man. I sometimes wondered if he actually lied about his age and adopted his children to look the part, but seeing how Xavier was almost the splitting image of him, with only slight differences, I knew that wasn’t true. Romano was definitely a handsome, sexy man, but that didn’t change the fact that he was my deadbeat, cheating husband who had disregarded me over and over again. His sudden c

My love for you was gone when I found out you lied to me. "Gosh, I'm stupid. I'm so stupid for blaming Raymond for sending that video." "Who's Raymond?" "Your cousin." "How do you know him?" "He's my lover. He became my lover after I thought you were dead and we both have a son together." "That's great." "What of you, how has your life been." "Well, am focused on my detective work and I've been on a couple of relationships that didn't turn out well." "What of your daughter Grace, you don't call or care about her. Raymond told me you named her Grace when she was three months old in your baby mama's womb. You cheated on me while we were married."

He'd spoiled me rotten. Who would've known that after just one year of marriage, he would start cheating on me? He'd had one affair after another and slowly turned into the person I despised the most. And now, despite Finn's life hanging by a thread, he could make it sound like it was nothing. "Michael Grant, I'm definitely taking you to court for my son's sake!" I snapped. He actually laughed like he found me ridiculous. He jabbed a finger toward the ICU, where Finn lay. "All that for that bastard in there?"

His features were the kind women dreamed of, the kind men envied. 'What sin have I committed? To meet a man this gorgeous… and he claims he can’t even get hard?' Imogen let out a soft, breathless laugh. “What a waste. You’re too handsome for that. How about… I at least give you a kiss as thanks?” Adam looked torn. Guilt warred with temptation across his face. 'I’ve hurt Maya before. What makes me any better than her cheating ex? I don’t deserve kindness, let alone affection.'

The couple making out at the next table actually stopped kissing to stare at us. “A secretary, a tennis coach, a nurse, a flight attendant, a college girl… This asshole’s cheating résumé is basically a job fair. What, did Sebastian grow his dick where his brain’s supposed to be?” “You wanna know how long I’ve known?” I asked. “How long?” “Three months.” I stared at the sunlight dancing across the pool and clenched my teeth. “And how long has he been cheating?” “No idea. Three months? A year? Two?” I gave a dry laugh. “Honestly, he might’ve been doing it before we even got married. And I still went ahead and married him like an idiot.”