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I had no idea what he was talking about. But I knew for sure, my body was familiar with his touch! I had no recollection of my past, let alone any infidelity. His grip on my shoulder tightened, causing me to flinch. "Good," he sneered. "Because if you do, I'll make sure Damon never believes a word you say. He'll think you're nothing but a lying, cheating whore." I couldn't take it anymore. I broke down in tears, my body shaking with sobs. He finally released me, watching with a cruel smirk as I crumpled to the ground, calling myself a cheat.

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his

"You said you'd only ever love me. Was that true? You wouldn't fall for someone else while you're still with me, right?" I felt him stiffen for a split second, then he tightened his hold around me. He nuzzled against my cheek and brushed a soft kiss across my skin. "Of course, I love you. You're my mate. Who else would I love? We've been together for five years—haven't you realized what kind of person I am?" Those same words, delivered in the same tone, had been said five years ago. Back then, it was our first anniversary of being together. The tabloids caught him walking into a couple's hotel with another woman. That got people talking.

He said and I smiled gratefully at him. " What about you?" I asked him. "What's your story?" He looked at me and shrugged like it didn't bother him much. "Well, it's nothing serious. I'm not engaged to her. Someone sent me a sex video of her fucking another guy and screaming his name so fucking loud, like some cheap whore so I decided to call it quits. This is the third one. They always ended up cheating. They all shared the same agenda. Charm me to date them, eat my money until they were full, and fucking cheat." He had a pained expression on his face, and I couldn't help but place my hand on his, which was on the bar island where we sat. He took my hand and squeezed it tightly. I didn't ig

he asked. She nodded. "Like I said, we talk during sex. He's got certain things that he likes, and I have mine. One of the things we share is that we both think it would be really fucking hot to pretend one of us is cheating on the other and then... we have make-up sex." "Man, I thought she told you a long time ago," Alec said. "Are you okay?" Erin asked, looking at Dex. "I didn't say anything because it was just too fucking hot to pretend that we'd actually cheated."

Steve ranted, as his guilt over cheating on his loving wife turned vicious. Serena couldn't help it. Her pussy loved knowing she was getting railed by a married dick. She loved hearing she was a cheating whore. She didn't even mind being Lila to get more of her daddy's dick. So long as they could keep fucking. So long as she was stealing a taken dick for her pussy tonight. Damn, he knew his way around a pussy. Pounded her deep and sore, even in his drunken state. Serena had never been fucked so ruthlessly before. It was amazing.

She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy. Lucas actually believed in such a weak fabrication. Since then, I knew that our daughter, Gracie Anderson, and I were no longer important to him. It was late at night. Anna wrapped her arms around his waist and whispered seductively, “Lucas, you’re so good to me.” Lucas hugged her back and said softly, “I owe you this much.” He allowed her hands to slowly slide beneath his clothes. Rather than recoil, he reciprocated her actions I turned to look the other way.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

"Do not leave me like this. I promise I will work extra shifts, I will buy you the real one, I will do better..." She looked at my hand on her arm with complete disgust and shoved me back violently. "Get off me. You want to know why I am leaving? Because I have been sleeping with real men for the past four months. Men who actually have money. You are just not man enough to keep me." The front doors clicked shut behind her, leaving me standing alone in the lobby. The head waiter approached me cautiously, his face full of pity. "Sir... are you alright?" I could not even form a sentence. I turned around, pushed through the doors, and walked out into the cold night air, the shame burning hot aga

Who is he supposed to love so much aside from this woman that knows her flaws and still chooses to stick by him? "Thank you," She says shyly, and he chuckles. "So tell me, how do you want it? With the shower on, or do you want it turned off?" He nuzzles his head on her neck and nibbles on the sensitive spot there, as he whispers, throwing her off the edge of craziness. "How do you want it?" He whispers again, nibbling on the nape of her neck, and she feels her legs weaken and her heart picks race as she throws her head back, biting her bottom lip...