Love Square, page 10
Aiden applies more pressure on my clit and at the same time he bites me where my shoulder meets my neck and I lose it. His climax follows mine and he has to hold me up to keep my legs from giving out. That was so fucking intense, I can’t believe I survived it.
“That was fucking amazing,” he whispers in my ear. “I missed you so much sweetheart. What do you say we head home for round two?”
I look up at him while fixing my dress and the look on his face makes my heart squeeze. It’s one of complete love and adoration. I’m fighting back tears at the enormity of my situation. If I speak, my voice will betray me, so I just nod and follow him out to say our goodbyes.
*****
As soon as we get home, I head for the master bathroom. I need a moment to collect myself. I have no idea what happened today, but it was amazing. Remembering the way Aiden took me behind the shed, sends chills down my spine. It was fast, it was heated and it was perfect. Being with him again reminds me of how great we are together.
I didn’t even think about Jacob for most of the day, and that makes me feel guilty. I never thought it would be possible to feel guilty over having sex with my husband, but it feels almost like I’m cheating on Jacob. How backwards is that?
A knock on the door breaks me out of my revelry. “Come in.”
“Is everything alright?” Aiden asks as he opens the door.
“I’m fine. Just wanted to freshen up.” I muster up a smile and follow him out into the bedroom.
Aiden comes up behind me as I take off my jewelry at the dresser. He slowly raises my dress, forcing my arms up over my head. I watch in the mirror as he unclasps my bra, throwing it to the side. His hands cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing across my nipples making them erect. My head falls back against his shoulder as I watch the erotic picture in front of me. This is what should have happened after the wedding.
“You’re so perfect,” he murmurs while watching what his hands are doing to me in the mirror.
He kisses a path starting behind my ear, down my neck and across my shoulder. All the while his hands continue tormenting my breasts, making me weak and my breathing labored. His left hand slides down my body, leaving goose bumps in its wake. I watch with hooded eyes as his hand slides into my panties, his finger dipping in between my folds, working the moisture that’s collected around my clit.
“Honey, you’re so wet. Is this turning you on, watching me finger you like this?” He whispers in my ear causing a new rush of moisture to settle between my legs.
I whimper in response. “Please Aiden, I need to feel you inside me.”
He removes his hand from my panties and slips them down my legs. His hand grabs mine and leads me over to the bed. “This time we do it properly. I want to feel your body beneath mine and your legs wrapped tightly around me.”
He lifts me and places me gently in the bed before removing his clothes. He takes his time exploring my body, sucking my breasts, running his tongue from my anus up to my clit. After tasting me, his tongue continues up my body, circling around my naval, up the center of my chest to my neck, before he hovers over me on his forearms. His legs nudge mine wider so he can slip in between them. My hips tilt up as he slides into me.
In this moment, nothing else exists. I’m no longer a hussy having an affair behind my husband’s back. My marriage is no longer troubled. It’s just me and him and it’s astounding.
We rock together, in perfect sync until we both come at the same time. We find our release while gazing into each other’s eyes. Our connection has never been stronger. Our love has never been more deep.
Aiden gets up to let Hugo out before returning to the bed to hold me close. Not long after he falls asleep, I hear my phone go off, alerting me to a text message. I carefully get out of bed so I don’t wake him and find my purse across the room. I tip-toe into the bathroom and quietly shut the door.
Looking down at my phone, I can no longer hold back the tears that have been threatening all day.
Jacob: Hey baby. I miss you. Hope the picnic wasn’t too much of a bore. Will I be able to see you before you head out to Boston?
I can’t bring myself to reply. After today’s events, it’s clear that I need to let Jacob go, for as much as its going to kill me to do. There is no way I can keep sleeping with both of them, especially now that things are looking up for my marriage. I’m not sure my infidelity was ever strictly physical. The fact that my emotions are involved makes it even more of a betrayal. Regardless of our issues, Aiden doesn’t deserve that. He’s put his trust in me and I flushed it down the drain.
I turn the water on to hide the fact that I’m sobbing uncontrollably. I sink to the floor and wrap my arms around my legs and put my head on my knees. My heart is breaking into a million pieces right now. But I know this is the right thing to do. It’s the best option for all parties involved. Jacob will be upset, but he’ll move on. I just hope I don’t have to witness it.
*****
I have purposely avoided Jacob’s texts. I even let his phone call roll to voicemail this morning. I just don’t have the strength to do what I need to. I’m a coward in every sense of the word. I thought ignoring him would make me feel better, but instead it feels like there’s an elephant sitting on my chest.
The Boston Author Event was amazing today. It’s one of the best events I’ve attended to date. The fans were memorable and I had a blast with the other authors. It’s nice to know what a supportive community of authors and bloggers there are out there.
Sitting in my hotel room after dinner with the girls, I’m debating about going for drinks tonight. I fly back home tomorrow evening after day two of the event and I’d hate to be hung-over doing it. These ladies are a rowdy and crazy bunch and there is no way I’d make it out of there without being completely smashed. I’m really not in the mood to be light and jovial. All I want to do is curl up in a ball under the covers and wallow in self-pity.
A knock on the door pulls me from my thoughts. It’s probably one of the girls getting ready to drag me down to the bar.
I cross to the door and look through the peep hole. The person I see standing there makes my stomach drop. It’s Jacob. How the hell does he know the worse times to sweep in and muddy up my brain?
Should I answer the door? Or should I just pretend I’m not here?
I decide its best to hide and turn to head back towards the bed at the same time the cell phone in my back pocket goes off. Shit! There’s no way he didn’t hear my text message alert. I quickly grab the phone to silence it and see it’s a message from him asking me if I’m busy.
He knocks again. “Sam, I heard your phone in there. Open up!”
Well there goes my plan to hide. I sigh with resignation and decide this will be as a good a time as any to end this relationship. I square my shoulders and answer the door resolved to do what I need to do.
“What the hell is going on? Why are you avoiding me?” He glares at me as he pushes his way into the room. Uh oh. It seems that Jacob isn’t too keen on being ignored. Good to know.
I cross to the bed before daring to answer him. “I just needed some time to think and I wasn’t going to be able to do that with you constantly texting me.” I decide being a bitch is the best way to put him off.
“Time to think about what, exactly? Everything was fine until you decided to think.” He spits out at me, crossing his arms over his chest. They really are delicious looking arms, with the muscles bulging.
Enough of that!
“What are you doing here anyway? And how did you know where I was staying?” I ask trying to change the subject. I’m not very good at altercations.
“I came here to surprise you. I thought it would be nice to spend some time together since it’s been a few days. As for where you’re staying it was pretty obvious, the convention is here. All I had to do was ask the front desk what room was yours.” His eyes narrow at me. “You still haven’t answered my question. What did you need to think about?”
Well I guess I’m not getting out of this one. Time to lie through my teeth. “Well, there’s no easy way to say this, so I’m just going to do it. I don’t want to see you anymore. We knew from the beginning this thing couldn’t last and now that its run its course, I think you should leave.”
I’m proud of how steady my voice sounds when all I want to is crumple into a ball at the thought of him walking away. It feels like someone is stabbing me repeatedly in the chest.
“Oh no, you don’t. You don’t get to stand there and act like a bitch thinking you can scare me away. You aren’t walking away. You are so full of shit when you say things between us couldn’t last. Every time we’re together it’s amazing. You’re the one not giving us a real chance.” He points at me, the anger rolling off him in waves. It’s scary how easily he can read me.
“Jacob, I’m married. For this to work, we both have to want it. And I don’t want it anymore.” I head towards the door, open it and gesture for him to leave.
He walks over and slams the door before grabbing my face and kissing me. His tongue is demanding entrance into my mouth, but I clamp my lips together firmly to keep him out. “Kiss me back,” he pleads with me before tilting his head and trying again. My resolve is starting to break. I can’t say no to him while we’re like this.
His hands grip my hips and pull me flush against him. I can feel his erection poking into my belly, making me melt into his embrace.
“Tell me this isn’t what you want, Sam. Tell me that you can live without this. Tell me, damn it, and I’ll walk away right now.”
I open my mouth to speak, but I can’t answer him. It would be a lie. So instead, I grab his hair and yank his head back down to mine, kissing him with all the pent up emotion inside of me.
We yank at each other’s clothing, pushing each other to our limits. He throws me on the bed, gripping my ankles and pulling my legs apart while dragging me to the edge of the bed. He positions himself and thrusts into me over and over again while holding my legs spread wide. The sensations hitting me are too much. I can’t control my reaction to him. Its primal, its carnal, and its everything I want and need.
“You don’t get to walk away from us, Sam. Do you hear me? You are mine, baby! Mine!” He grits out as he continues pounding into me. This is a raw and angry fuck. There is nothing sweet about it. He’s proving his point, and he’s proving it well.
“Jacob. I’m coming,” I gasp out as the flutters start in my pussy.
“That’s right, Sam. Come on my cock. Show me how much you like it.”
His words are my undoing and I let go and come hard and fast. He follows me after a few more thrusts and then collapses on top of me with his head on my chest. My breath is coming fast, my heart is beating erratically and tears start leaking down my temples. I am so incredibly weak.
He looks up at me with tenderness in his eyes. “I didn’t hurt you did I, baby?” His fingers brush away the tears that are flowing more freely now.
“No. You didn’t hurt me. I’m just so confused. I’m no good for you, Jake. Can’t you see that? I’m a mess.” I cry out while sniffling back more tears.
“Don’t ever say that. You’re perfect for me. You just need to realize that. Stop being so hard on yourself, we’ll figure this out. Don’t worry, it will be okay. I promise.”
How is it that the man I’m having an affair with is comforting me and reassuring me, when I don’t deserve it?
After crying for a while, I find my eyelids heavy and my body drained. Jacob continues to hold me while I fall asleep, stroking my head and murmuring soft words in my ears. It feels like heaven.
*****
I awake to a hard, masculine body pressed up against mine. I promptly remember all the things that body did to me last night. After I napped for about an hour, Jacob led me to the bathroom where we took a bath together and made love. I’ve had shower sex before, but never bathtub sex. It was erotic, with our wet bodies slipping and sliding against each other. It was a long, slow session of both of us trying to say without words what we really feel.
After drying off, we snuggled in bed watching television. Once it started getting late, he turned off the lights and rolled on top of me. He then proceeded to make slow, passionate love to me again. There was no mistaking his intent. He was thorough, he was tender, and he took his time bringing me to the brink and then flying over the edge with me.
I wish I could be as sure about what the future holds as Jacob seems to be. After last night, I’m not sure I can walk away from him anymore than I can walk away from Aiden. The fact that he flew all this way to spend time with me, solidifies that fact. Both men are playing tug of war with me and my emotions. It seems impossible to choose one over the other.
Jacob buries his nose in my hair and I can feel his grin against my neck. “Waking up with you is everything I imagined it would be.” His lips gently graze my earlobe before covering my neck with warm, soft kisses.
How can I resist him when he says things like that? I glance at the clock and see I still have a couple hours before I need to be downstairs for the convention.
Reaching behind me, I slip my hand around his morning erection and start to stroke him soft and slow. He growls before rolling over on top of me. Our foreplay consists of our bodies writhing on top of each other while our tongues tangle and explore each other’s mouths. Just that intimacy alone has me more than ready to take him. I spread my legs wide, offering myself to him. He positions himself before slowly sliding in until he’s full seated inside me. We’re pelvis to pelvis and this moment feels monumental somehow. He stares into my eyes, his are communicating the depth to which his feelings run for me. Our morning session of love making is no less powerful than it was the night before. The current between us is pulsing as strong as ever. I scream his name in release and he whispers mine like it’s a prayer coming off his tongue.
I take a mental snapshot of this moment, so I can keep it with me forever. Regardless of what the future holds, I’ll never forget how this feels right now.
Chapter Eleven
I’m sitting on the floor in nothing but Jacob’s t-shirt, flipping through the CD’s in his living room while he makes us sandwiches for dinner. I came over bright and early this morning so that we could spend most of the day together since Jacob has the day off. Aiden is planning on working late the next few nights because he has a surprise planned for our anniversary. It’s given me the perfect opportunity to spend more time here.
I find the latest Maroon 5 CD and put it on. “One More Night” starts blaring through the speakers. I get up and dance into the kitchen where Jacob is cutting our sandwiches in half and adding chips to each plate. I tip toe behind him and put my hands over his eyes. “Guess who,” I ask playfully.
“Hmmm… I’m thinking it’s the sexiest brunette I’ve ever laid eyes on, who just so happens to be wearing no panties, which makes me want to bend her over this table right now,” he responds before removing my hands and turning to face me.
He sets our plates on the table and pulls out a chair for me to sit. Thanks to his suggestion, I have something else in mind besides eating food though.
“Right here on the table, huh?” I ask and wrap my arms around his waist to pull his body flush with mine. “I wouldn’t mind seeing how sturdy this table actually is.” The thought of him bending me over and taking me is causing my core to clench tightly.
“We should test it for its safety. I wouldn’t want anyone sitting here if it isn’t well-built,” he murmurs as his fingers run up my thigh and into my folds, finding me wet and ready for a round of hot kitchen sex. While his finger continues to torment me, I grab his hair roughly and pull him down to my mouth. My tongue plunges into his mouth and my leg rises up over his hip to open myself more fully to him.
I’m so unbelievably turned on right now. Jacob makes me crazy with need every single time he touches me. His fingers are lighting a fire deep within and his kisses are stoking the blaze. He removes his finger from inside me, causing a whimper of protest from me.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to take care of you,” he whispers as he removes his shirt from my body, leaving me completely naked in the middle of his kitchen.
He moves the plates to the side of the table, takes my hands and latches them on to the edge of the table. “Whatever you do, don’t let go or I won’t let you come,” he warns me before pulling back on my hips, making me bend over. His feet kick my legs out wider. His hands trail softly down the outsides of my legs, before reversing their path up the inside of my legs.
“I need to search you fully and make sure you aren’t carrying a weapon on you.” The authority in his voice is enough to send a rush of wetness between my legs.
Oh, yay! He is finally going to enact out my cop fantasy.
“Anything you want, Mr. Officer. I’ll cooperate fully. I’d do just about anything to keep from getting arrested,” I pant out as his fingers brush against my outer folds, persistently teasing me with each pass he makes.
“I know your type. You’re real sneaky, thinking you can pull one over on me because you’re so fucking hot. You’re going to require a full cavity search,” he says right before roughly plunging three fingers into my pussy.
I cry out from the sudden invasion. His fingers pump hard and fast while his other hand grabs my breast and pinches my nipple. His assault on my body is making me flush all over. I desperately want to touch myself, but I can’t move my hands. Instead I use the table as leverage to slam myself on his fingers with each thrust of his hand. I can feel my orgasm building deep within me and getting ready to take me under.
“My girl likes it rough, huh? Show me what a dirty little whore you are and come on me, baby.”
“Oh, shit!” I scream as his dirty talk sends me over the edge and my pussy squeezes and grips his fingers brutally with its intensity. I think I just had an out of body experience I came so hard. My head slumps forward between my arms as I struggle to get my breathing under control.
