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If they thought that was a bad idea, they could tell me. Adam sank to the ground, pulling me with him. I ran my hands across his belly before pulling down his trunks and putting my mouth on his cock. He made a strangled sound, and I sucked on him, hard, crouched between his thighs, not giving him a chance to adjust. Will lifted me to my knees, stripping off my bikini and touching me, spreading me open, nudging me with the head of his cock. He knew exactly how much sex I hadn’t been having since the divorce. Then I was filled up; the hot, thick length of Will inside me and hard thrust of Adam’s cock in my mouth. It was what I wanted, bone deep and mindless. I couldn’t establish any sort of rh

It was not one of my fantasies to see my beautiful wife having sex with other guys. Let's face it, if she ever had sex with someone outside our marriage under normal circumstances, I'd divorce her in a heartbeat, no matter how much I loved her, and I loved her to the moon and back. I'd always questioned the stories of men who didn't care if their wives slept with other men, and even enjoyed watching them do it. So, I wasn't fond of imagining her with someone else. On the other hand, I'd offered to let her live her fantasies, even if at the same time, I would be living some of my own. I'd gone back and forth on it a dozen times, usually changing my mind a half dozen times in just a few hours.

"Better yet, tell me about your love life... let me know about it, please?" They laughed at me. After a while, both of them told me their own stories. At least, our topic is shuffling. I sighed. Even I am listening to them, still, my mind is flowing in somewhere else. I wonder where my consent will lead to the failed marriage between me and Damien.

Now? At the age of twenty-five, she’d never met someone who she’d felt was worth spending the rest of her life with. And like Kyra, she was not one to have casual sex. For them, making love meant to be committed, to love and be loved. Neither had questioned their lack of sexuality simply because they’d never been interested. Not surprising since they had other priorities in life like their families, their careers and of course their friendship.

I feel like I wanted to go to the sea, forgetting about the wedding that hurled itself into my life. My plan does not go as well, and my last bargain will not happen. The reaction of Grace scared me once she knew I was getting married to Zach. The person she was hopelessly in love with. Was it love? Or deeper feelings then. "I know you are shocked at how soon the wedding is coming, Miss Verdan. If it's my decision, then it will be next week as soon as possible, but Elise talked about why not a month, and I decided to do two months," he began, and he sipped the wine starting from a distance. The cane was supporting him in his stand. I wonder if his limping was caused by his old age.

"I'm sorry. I didn't notice." I apologize to them. I need to act normal. It's like nothing happened. Maybe because what else do they think? "Didn't notice? Come on, Allysa Chloe what's the problem? You've been a fool for a while now and you seem out of your mind. Maybe you want to share something, we are here to listen?" Bea asked me. Maybe this is the perfect time for me to share with them what happened last night. "You know, in the beginning, I used to laugh at the movies and romance novels that have a fixed marriage thing and then have a happy ending. It's so impossible, right?"

She continued “Liv, so because you got married you now forgot you have a best friend.” “You know that's not possible, how can I? Meanwhile, point of correction I am not married, I am in a six-month contract,” “Whatever, who knows what tomorrow holds, haven't you read a lot of fiction novels about haters to lovers, they start from contract marriage and boom, they begin to fall in love,” “Exactly and that is why you called it fiction, baby girl, it only happens in the fiction world, the more you realize that this isn't a fiction world, the better you take those fictional thoughts out of your mind,” I reminded her.

"John, have you lost your mind? Today is my wedding day with Willow. What are you doing here?" Instead of backing down, John snapped, his voice tight with emotion. "I'm not the crazy one. You are! Willow was supposed to marry me. She is mine! I was the one who stood by her side during all those years you were in a coma. We were good together. She's only marrying you to spite me!" I glanced at Nathan nervously, afraid he might actually believe John's nonsense, but Nathan just raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Wow, so all those years and you still couldn't win her over? Sounds like I'm just more irresistible than you."

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.