Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 119548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
I squeezed his cock as tightly as I could, and he grunted. Instinct took over, and as I moaned into his mouth, he thrust into me rapidly, groaning my name.
It was the sweetest sound in the world.
“Come,” I whispered through my laboured breaths. “Come inside me, Fred. Now. Let me feel you.”
“Fuck.” He kissed me hard and buried his cock deeply inside me, and a gentle warmth spread through me as his cock twitched its way through his orgasm. “Deli,” he murmured. “Oh, my God. Fuck.”
I collapsed against him, resting my head alongside his. His tight grip loosened, and he cradled me almost reverently, his hot exhales like a balm against my sweaty skin. I inched side to side to stretch my legs out and just… lay on top of him.
Exhausted.
Satiated.
Feeling more whole than I ever had before.
34
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FRED
Pure, unadulterated exhilaration flowed through my veins.
Deli was lying here in my arms, her heart pounding against my chest, her breath tickling across my shoulder as she moved her head slightly.
This felt like home.
Like something I didn’t know I was missing was slotting into a place reserved just for it.
I had never been so comfortable in my life. What we’d just done hadn’t even begun to scratch the surface of all the ways I’d imagined being with her, but my heart had never felt so peaceful.
It was completely unlike the storm that’d brewed when she asked me to let her leave. To end our marriage. To walk away from me.
I’d fallen from trees. I’d broken bones. I’d had a cow stomp on my foot. I’d cut myself more than once.
But nothing, nothing, had hurt as much as hearing those words from her mouth.
Because something deep down told me that if I’d handed her those annulment papers, that would have been the end of us. Not just our marriage, but our friendship.
If I’d let her walk away, there would have been no way to get her back.
Not as my wife, not as my love, and certainly not as my best friend.
The thought of losing Delilah was too much for me to bear. That was why I’d given in. Why I’d given myself over to my desires and touched her the way she wanted, the way I wanted. If I stood to lose her anyway, what did matter?
At least now there was a chance.
That maybe she shared some of the feelings I did.
No. She did. I knew she did.
I knew Deli better than anyone else in this world. The one thing she’d never been able to hide from me were her emotions, and there’d been a hell of a lot more pain than tiredness in her eyes when she’d proposed ending our marriage.
She didn’t want to.
I didn’t want to.
If it was hard before, it was an impossibility now. This woman, my lifelong best friend, who’d I’d always referred to as my platonic soulmate, couldn’t possibly leave me.
I would never let her.
Delilah wasn’t just my soulmate.
She was my soul.
If she left me, every part of what made me who I am would go with her. Without her in my life, I would be nothing more than a shell, constantly searching for her presence and listening for her voice.
My hold on her tightened as the thought of her leaving me flickered through my mind. I cradled the back of her head, stroking my thumb across her soft hair, and she whimpered.
“What’s wrong?” I turned my face into her hair and kissed the back of her head.
“My legs hurt,” she mumbled tiredly. “You’re an animal.”
I laughed and trailed my finger up and down her spine, making her shiver. “You provoked me. What else was I supposed to do? Lose to you?”
“Yes. That’s what you should have done.” She sniffed and shifted so she was facing me, rolling off to the side and nestling her head on my shoulder. “That would have been the polite thing to do.”
“There’s nothing polite about what just happened.”
“You—” She clamped her lips together, glaring up at me, then swatted at my chest. “You’re so dirty!”
I grinned, trying not to laugh again. “What can I say? You clearly bring out my inner slut, Deli.”
“Oh, for God’s sake!” She covered her face with her hand, but the blush that rose in her cheeks was visible outside of her fingers. “I can’t believe you made me use that toy.”
“You’ve been using it for practically the entirety of our marriage, and now you’re embarrassed?”
“That was then!” She peeked out between her fingers. “And you just…”
“I distinctly remember you telling me how it worked and that my ‘future wife’ would appreciate it.” I stroked her messy hair away from her face, letting my fingers linger close to her cheek for a moment. “I thought that information would serve my current wife far better.”
She pressed her lips together, then buried her face in my shoulder.