Deception (Ultimate Betrayal Book 1)

by Eden Rose

  “Keep coming for me. Come on, I want you to come again,” he says to me.

  I don’t get a chance to say anything as he grips my ankles and throws both legs over his shoulders, one on each side. I’m completely open to him and he sucks my clit into his mouth, hard, and then makes me jump out of my skin. Between the feeling of his lips and his tongue, the suction is enough to make me go insane.

  I place my fingers on my nipples and I begin to play with them. I’m so close to coming or imploding, whichever one happens first, that I need to just come already. The pressure is building up and I feel my pussy tighten up like a coil. Wyatt fucks me hard and fast with his fingers making me see stars.

  “When I tell you to come, I want you to push through it and give me everything you have. Don’t stop coming until you have wrung every ounce of your orgasm. I want it all.”

  The assault of his mouth and devious fingers have me clinging to the edge of the orgasm and I’m not sure if I’m able to hold on to it any longer.

  Chapter 37

  Wyatt

  My mouth is tired and my tongue is beginning to cramp from continuing licking her. But I meant what I said, I love the way she tastes and smells. It’s the most orgasmic smell and taste in the world.

  “Now!” I demand as I fuck my fingers into her and suck harder on her clit. She screams louder than before and breathes harder than ever. I coax her down from her orgasm and she’s panting.

  “I think… Oh, shit. I think you just got me addicted to you.”

  I chuckle a little and kiss up her stomach to bite around her belly button. That’s something that guys forget about, women have a lot of feeling around the belly button.

  Knowing that my face is covered in her juices, I get off of her to walk to the bathroom but she calls me back. “Baby, I’m just going to clean my face. I will be right back.”

  Keeley makes a disapproving noise and then calls me back. “Wyatt, I want to kiss you with me on your mouth. I want to taste me on you. Our tastes mingling together. Becoming one as you fuck me with that big dick of yours. Give it to me… Please.”

  I have told myself that I wouldn’t give into temptation but I can’t withhold it any longer. I’m ready to burst open. I need to feel her from the inside.

  Before I talk myself out of it, I give in to the desire. I want her.

  I stop in front of her and place my hands on her liquidness of legs to throw them on to the bed. Once they are there, I strip out of my shirt and then demand for Keeley to do it as well. “Get out of your clothes. I want you completely naked as I claim your body as mine.”

  I know that I’m talking like I’m going to keep her and that is mainly because I am. Keeley is mine now and I’m not letting her leave.

  While she strips out of her shirt and bra, I go on a search of looking for a condom. “I’m on the pill and I’m clean,” she calls to me. I stop what I’m doing and stare at her. Her brown hair is messed up from her whipping her hair around.

  “You are so beautiful,” I whisper to her.

  I place my hands on her thighs as I slide up her body. Our skin is the complete opposite in color but I love the contrast of it. Her pale and porcelain skin against my dark skin. I grab her tit and then suck on the nipple. Her perfectly plump breast doesn’t fit my hand but the cleavage is amazing.

  My hips align with hers and very slowly, I slip my body in between her thighs. I can feel the heat from her last orgasm and the wetness from it coating me. This is the first time that I have gone without a condom, but if it feels this intimate every time, I’m going to make sure I keep it like this when I’m with her.

  The tip of my dick is bathing in her juices and I moan loudly as I breach the muscle of her hole. “Oh god, please go slow…” Keeley whispers.

  I know I’m fairly large so I don’t doubt that it’s going to take a minute for her to adjust to me. “Just let me know what you can handle, Keeley. I got you. You feel better than I thought. You are like a dream.”

  My dick begs me to plow through her and show her that she’s mine. But I know that she can’t handle that yet. One of these days though, I’m going to do just that. I’m going to live in her pussy and I’m never coming out.

  I’m rambling and I don’t give a shit. I need to make sure she knows that she’s not just a piece of ass to me. “I love you,” I whisper as I begin to push in and out the crown of my dick.

  Chapter 38

  Keeley

  The stretching of my pussy stung for a moment and then began to feel good. I could feel Wyatt making sure that there was enough room for his big fucking dick inside my pussy. I don’t know if there is any extra room for him to fit inside, but I will be damned if there is any bit of his dick that isn’t inside me.

  I can feel myself stretching more and more as he slows works himself in and out of me. “I love you, too,” I whisper back to him.

  It’s funny to see when my words register because he shines. In this moment, I know that I’m going to surrender to him and whatever this is. I don’t want anyone else but him. “How can you feel so snug and wet at the same time? Baby, I’m about to lose my fucking mind.”

  Well, he wants snug, I will give him snug. I tighten up as much as I can and he groans. I smirk and I thrust my hips to hit him so he can see that I’m ready. “I’m ready for you. Give me it. All of it.”

  Before I can brace myself, he thrusts himself all the way in and bottoms out. I’m so stretched beyond repair that I don’t know if I’m ever going to get back to my normal size.

  But I want to be molded perfectly for him.

  His hands drop from my tits to my hips and he grips them tightly. After he gets the right grip, he pulls them up and my hips are off the bed completely. Holy shit! Wyatt’s so deep in me that I’m sure he has punctured my womb.

  “Oh fucking hell!” I yell out loud as he goes harder and faster. He picks up my left foot that was strewn over his right hip and brings my foot to his mouth. I feel his teeth as they nibble around my ankle.

  “You like that?”

  Does he even have to ask?

  I nod my head. It must not have been a sufficient enough answer, because his teeth sink into my big toe causing me to scream. “I love having you fucking me. Mold my pussy to fit only your dick. Do it, mold me for you. I want my pussy to only fit your dick!” I yell out loud.

  I groan out loud when he slides out of me and pushes my back on to the bed. Wyatt walks his body over me and then focuses on my tits. His lips latched onto my right nipple and then the remaining hand that was on my hip, reaches in between my legs to finger my clit.

  “That’s right. I’m going to ruin you so you know who you belong to.”

  The finality of what he just said… I couldn’t even disagree with him.

  Chapter 39

  Wyatt

  “Please. Please, let me get on top,” Keeley begs from under me.

  I have her body trapped against mine and I’m not anxious to let her go. If anything, I don’t want her to leave under me at all. If she here, then I know where she is.

  Giving in to her demands, I roll off of her while holding on to her hips so she rolls with me. “Put me in you. I want to see those beautiful tits bounce for me.”

  Keeley gives me what I want and grips the base of my dick with her left hand and lines me up to brush against the entrance of her. I groan as she slides down on me until she’s seated firmly on my hips. The look of adoration on her face is enough to make me almost blow my load.

  What do I want for dinner? What should we do for dinner?

  I’m trying to think of anything to keep from blowing my load in her. I don’t want her to think I’m just a loose cannon.

  “Come for me, baby,” I whisper as I finger her clit. She slowly rocks her hips on me and then groans when I massage her little ball of nerves harder. “Let me feel you let yourself go. Give it to me.” I’m coaxing the orgasm out of her, and I don’t even care that I’m begging.

  I can see it in he
r eyes as she gets closer and closer to it. They begin to close but I move my left hand to her hip to steady her. I place my feet flat on the bed and began to piston my cock from into her. I know I hit her spot because she starts screaming outloud and then the heat envelops me.

  “Come with me, Wyatt. Give me your come. I want it to drip from me so I can feel it long after I leave.”

  Isn’t she a filthy little talker? I fucking love it. “Yeah, cupcake. Talk dirty to me, I fucking love it.”

  “I’m going to come,” she murmurs and then throws her head back. I steady her movement with both hands gripping her waist now. I plow into her from below and then she screams loudly. “Oh, god.”

  We come at the same exact time and I slow her movements down by holding her still. The tip of my dick spasms and my back twitches as I unload my come inside her. When she’s finished coming and moaning, she falls on top of me landing her face in my neck.

  I go to shift so I can fall out of her, but she groans lightly in order to protest. “Stay inside as long as you can, okay?”

  I nod my head and slide my hands to the back of her head. Slowly, I shift my fingers into her hair and pull up slightly. She looks at me with her beautiful eyes that are full of love. “I’m never going to want to let you go, you know that, right?” I tell her.

  “I know. Which is good. I don’t want you to let me go.”

  Chapter 40

  Keeley

  We lay still like this for an age and neither of us makes a move to get up. I don’t want to break the connection nor does Wyatt. I can feel his dick hardening in me already and I use that to my advantage. It has been so long since I have felt this excited that it’s a brand new feeling. I don’t ever want it to leave.

  I pick my hips up slightly, and begin to pulse gently against him. Effectively sliding him in and out of me with just enough to momentum to get me excited again. Wyatt feels it too, because he grabs on to the back of my head and kisses me with animalistic need. I love it.

  “I love feeling you on top,” he murmurs against my lips. I go to stop so I can slide off of his chest to get a better angle, but he stops me. “I love feeling your lush tits pressed against me. Your curves tightly aligned to my body. Don’t get off of me.”

  I do as he says, and lift my ass up and down. “Grab my ass,” I murmur. I want him to hold onto me so we were connected in every way.

  Gently, I pull the sheet around my back and ride him a little harder. Our skin is slippery with sweat and come but I love being stuck to him. It’s carnal feeling this way.

  This round didn’t last as long as the last one nor was it as wild, but I enjoyed the sensual aspect of it. We laid there, wrapped up in each other’s arms for a few minutes after we both came again. I lost track at how many times I came during these two rounds, but I’m not complaining.

  I’m head over heels in love with Wyatt.

  “Don’t go home… Cupcake. Stay with me.”

  I shake my head against his neck and burrow my face further into the crease of his neck and face. “You know I have to go home. I need to make sure that everything is setup to plan.”

  Truth is, I only have an idea of what I can do. Right now, I have physical documented proof. However, I need something more regarding the embezzlement that Jerry is doing. Since we are married, everything is joint and I can’t just divorce him because then he will make it seem like I knew about all of the money that he has taken from me. And that’s not the case. I had no idea.

  The justice system is a strange concept that needs to be handled carefully. Especially when dealing with the dissolution of a marriage.

  “I know what Jerry did. I would never do something like to you. You know that, right? If you need anything, you come home to me. Keeley, I mean everything I say to you.”

  The power and the frustration in his voice makes me want to melt. I know that he wouldn’t hurt me like Jerry has, but I need to handle this so I come out of it unscathed.

  ***

  After listening to Wyatt state his case as to why I shouldn’t go home to Jerry, I’m driving home to Jerry. If I’m being honest with myself, I would have admitted that I wanted to stay with Wyatt. Being with him is easy and that is something that I haven’t felt ever with Jerry.

  Sure, since we have been married, we have had some good times. But I can’t ignore everything that he has done to me. He has stolen money from me and has a child with my boyfriend’s sister. That’s literally insane.

  Talk about some Jerry Springer shit.

  The girls forgave me because I did a video chat with them on my way home discussing all of the dirty details with them. Shana is all for it and so is Olivia. I have a feeling that Olivia is more out for blood than our other friend, but what are we going to do about it?

  I pull into my driveway and drive all the way up to the garage. I can still feel Wyatt’s hard dick inside me as my pussy has been stretched beyond repair. I love it. It’s as if I’m taking him with me, however I can.

  Jerry is sitting on the couch when I walk in and he has his phone out. I can see his fingers gliding over the screen and I know he’s sending a message. When I walk past him, he raises his head and fixes me with a stare. “Where have you been all morning?”

  I blush as I think about where I have been and what I have done while I have been out. Wyatt is not easy to forget and I know that I’m obvious. “Out with Olivia and Shana.”

  He sets his phone down and walks over to me. “Oh, okay.” The way that he says this just tells me that he knows that I’m lying. Hell, as a lawyer, I suck at lying. “Well, did you want to go out and eat tonight?”

  I nod my head and walk up the stairs, gingerly. I’m sore from earlier.

  Chapter 41

  Wyatt

  I don’t even want to take a shower after Keeley leaves. The thought of washing her off of me, makes me sick to my stomach. I know it’s disgusting, but by smelling her sweet perfume and the scent of her- proves that what just happened is real.

  There’s a crashing sound in the foyer and I am instantly on high alert. You can take the boy out of the streets, but you can’t take the streets out of the boy. There are some things that I will never forget. And that is the horrible feeling of being invaded.

  One of the last memories I have at home, was when our house got broken into. It was terrible. Mom had been out working or doing whatever she was doing and Ruth was gone. Both of them came and gone as they pleased. I was by myself and someone broke into the house. To be fair, we didn’t have anything of value in there, but your home is a concept of being safe. It’s a symbol of it.

  I jump out of bed and pull on my pants. I grab my gun underneath my bedside table and walk the three feet to my dresser where I keep the amo. Living with toddlers, it’s important to keep that shit seperate so if little fingers find it- it will be harder for them to put it together.

  By taking the stairs two at a time, I’m at the bottom in a blink of an eye. “Who’s there?” I call.

  “It’s just me,” Ruth says.

  I haven’t spoken to her since her stunt and I don’t know if I’m ready to speak to her yet. What she did was wrong and I can’t forgive her for it. She tried to kill herself. That shit is not cool.

  “What are you doing here?” I ask and cross my arms across my chest. It’s a defense mechanism, but I’m not ready to see her. I’m still hurt by what she did and there is no going back from it.

  “I know I messed up but we need to talk about some stuff. You need to know why I did what I did. I can’t explain it fully, but there is a lot that is going on here. There is a lot at stake.”

  “Like what?” Just like that, my sister is able to totally ruin my amazing day with Keeley. I can’t believe that she affects me this much. It’s annoying that she has the ability to do so.

  Ruth scrubs her face with her hand and then looks to the ceiling as if asking for help. “Want to go someplace and talk?”

  “Sure. Let’s go to dinner.”

 
We walk towards my car and I slip into the driver’s seat. There is no way in hell that I’m allowing her to drive my car. “Kruse?” I ask her as I pull out of the driveway. Kruse is a nice restaurant in town that a lot of people like to go to. It’s fairly priced and the food is amazing.

  She shrugs out of the corner of my eye and I drive us there anyways. I’m probably going to be the one that ends up paying so I might as well pick a place that I like.

  The drive is quick and silent since we are both caught up in our thoughts. I’m pissed at myself because all I can think about is Keeley. It’s absolutely the worst thing ever. Ruth is probably trying to think about how she’s going to explain everything to me and I’m still debating as to whether or not I’m going to listen to the excuses.

  Chapter 42

  Keeley

  Even though my body is still humming and feeling the pleasure from Wyatt, I’m getting dressed to go to dinner with my husband. I know what you are thinking, that I’m a bad person. However, you have to understand that I know what I’m doing. Things with Jerry are not cut and dry. I need to make sure that I have everything under control before I let him know what I’m doing.

  If not, let’s just say that Jerry has the ability to completely ruin me. All he has to do is tell my clients that I have Bipolar or something. There is such a stigma against mental illness and it's not even that big of a deal. Yeah, I get sick sometimes and there are times that I can’t control my emotions; but isn’t that everyone?

  I slip into a black dress that clings to my curves and even though I still have Wyatt’s come in my pussy, I don’t take a shower. I want to bring him with me and I don’t even like who I’m becoming. I’m becoming one of those women who live a double life and it’s making me feel disgusting.

  We drive to Kruse in a relative silence that is much appreciated. Being around Jerry is making me feel… I don’t even know how to explain it. He’s so slimey and fake. Hell, I don’t even know everything that he has done to me recently. There could be more.