“You’re mine, Caroline.”
She moaned loudly, loving his words.
“Say it. Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours Joshua. I’m all yours. Take me.”
He paddled her ass again and drove his cock into her. Caroline cried out, and he plunged in deeper and deeper every time. She was moaning so loudly that he thought he would lose his mind. It was the best sound in the world.
She didn't know how much she could take, and she came all over his cock. He flipped her over, putting his hands around her throat; her voice caught just as he plunged his cock into her. Caroline got completely foggy and lightheaded, thinking she would pass out. He released her throat, pumping inside her hard and fast. She came so hard, her whole body rocked.
“Oh Joshua, you feel so good; I can't stand it.”
“Oh baby, you are perfect. Every part of you. You are so wet. I need to be inside you all the time.”
She came again, feeling completely taken by this man; she didn't know if she could ever leave his side again. He had stayed with her for years. Just waiting for her.
“Mmmm baby, I've been thinking about you fucking me all day.”
“I missed you so much.”
“God, you are dripping so much,” he whispered in her ear, his voice husky. His words were only for her. Caroline’s mouth found his hot and wanting. Their tongues tangled together, and she gasped at the taste of him. Her pussy was already throbbing in want for his cock, and she couldn't understand the power Joshua had over her body. He made her ache to be fucked by him.
His hands were on her breasts, kneading them, and she moaned when he pinched one of her nipples. Her hand found his cock already hard as a rock. She squeezed it hard, thinking about what it could do to her. How good it was going to feel inside of her. He moved inside of her flawlessly, and she moaned with every thrust. He kissed her lips and then moved down to her jawline and then her neck. He pumped his cock inside her rhythmically, making her pussy wetter. He bit her neck, and it caused her to grip him tighter around the waist.
“Okay baby, time for a switch. I want to do some fucking.”
He pulled out and twirled Caroline around in one quick motion. With her back to him, he put his hand on her back and bent her over. Excitement built up inside of her as she anticipated his cock sliding into her hard and deep. He took both of her wrists and pulled them behind her back. It supported her enough that she could bend all the way over so that her head met her feet. He plunged into her, causing her to cry out. The positioning made it feel like he was so much deeper and so much bigger. The position tightened her up so that there was more friction between them. He felt enormous inside of her, and her pussy dripped with pleasure.
“Oh baby, your cock is so big.”
“You like that, don't you darling. You like being fucked by my big cock?”
“Oh, yes. Please fuck me harder.”
With that, she got exactly what she asked for. He pounded against her ass over and over again, his cock buried deep inside of her. He was so deep that she could feel his balls slapping up against her.
“Oh God, that feels good. Oh baby you fuck me so good.”
She knew she was going to cum hard; it was inevitable. He was pounding her pussy so good. It was hard rough sex, and she was powerless against his thrust because he held her arms back so that she was constantly pressed against him. She felt the buildup coming inside of her; her pussy tightened around his cock as he continued to pound against her ass.
She cried out as she exploded on his cock.
“Oh baby, oh baby, I'm cumming.”
He slowed his pumping down, released one of her hands, and then bent down, and his fingers found her clit. She moaned as he rubbed hard against her clit. Everything was ultra sensitive after her orgasm, so the sensation was thrilling.
He slid out of Caroline and pulled her up with her other hand. She was a little out of sorts from her orgasm but followed him as he led her to the dresser. He pushed her up against it, and she braced herself against the counter. She bent over, and her ass pointed into the air. She heard him groan, and it wasn't so much a groan as it was a growl. He couldn't wait to fuck her again, and he made her aware of that when he plunged inside her once again. He went in deep, and the hardness of his cock left her immobilized. He was incredibly gifted with the length and girth of his cock, and every inch of him was filling her up to perfection.
“Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard.”
A little roughness never hurt anyone, and she was so beyond horny at that point that she just wanted him to bury himself in her deep and fuck her hard.
He pounded inside of her, and she turned around to look at him. He was an incredibly handsome man. And God, that body, so hard and sculpted. It was like he had been photo shopped, he was that perfect to look at. Caroline watched him as he fucked her, and the sight of him pounding into her drove her insane. She came again onto his cock and cried out with pleasure.
“You feel so good baby; your pussy is so nice and tight. You feel incredible.”
“I need your cock baby; God, you feel good.”
“You want my cum baby; you want me to pump your pussy full of cum?”
She moaned eagerly, and he thrust inside her harder and faster as she felt herself losing control. He cried out as well when he spilled inside of her. He slowed down his thrusts and rubbed her clit slowly, always luxuriously. She kissed the top of his head, trying to catch her breath.
They lay there for an hour, not speaking just holding each other tight. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next. She didn't know what was right and what was wrong anymore. All her decisions had still led to this moment there with Joshua. That moment where she knew she could never go back. It had always been Joshua—he had stood by her, no matter what her decisions were, while her husband sabotaged every moment they had together with jealousy. She had thought having the baby would have completed their family and killed all the jealousy, but it hadn't. He had allowed his jealousy to poison their relationship to the point where he was hardly at home to even see his daughter. She knew she couldn't live like that anymore. Caroline knew she had put her fair effort into the relationship and shouldn't feel any guilt in leaving. But she did, however, because she loved him, and she knew deep down he loved her, and that his worst fears would come true when she walked out on him. Even worse, to find out that she eventually ended up with Joshua anyways, would surely kill him. But she had made the wrong choice once already and wasn't about to do it again. She was going to start living the life she wanted, the life she should have had from the beginning. She was done choosing the wrong man; she would grab hold of Joshua and never let him go. It was her turn to shine and be loved in the way in which she deserved.
“I need to go Joshua,” she whispered.
“Where?”
“You know where.”
“Let me get dressed, and I will come with you.”
She laughed. “You know that's not going to happen.”
“I would stand beside you up against any adversary.”
She looked into his eyes and smiled. “I know you would, but this is something I need to do on my own, for me.”
“I'm here if you need me; I won't leave this room until I hear from you.”
She kissed him on the mouth, jumping out of bed to get dressed. She wasn't looking forward to finding Mike, but it had to be done. She said goodbye and headed for the door.
Chapter Twenty-Three
She returned to their home late and was shocked to find that Mike was not at home. She had assumed that was where he had gone after leaving the event, but it was clear that no one was home. Where could he have gone? She couldn’t imagine why he wouldn’t return home. Though it was likely that he had gone to his office and continued to work like he always did. The team practically ran itself these days, so she couldn’t imagine what he did for so many hours at the office. She sent Joshua a message, letting him know that she was going
to bed. She had not found Mike and would not be able to speak with him until the next day, and that was only if she could find him at that point. She went to find the nanny, excused her for the evening and went to check on Bella.
Bella slept soundly in her crib, not one worry in that pretty little head. The child grew more beautiful every time she saw her if that were possible. It was the only good thing that came from her marriage, and it would never be a regret of hers. She kissed her daughter’s forehead, being careful not to wake her. She returned to her own bedroom and prepared herself for bed, so exhausted that she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
The next morning, Mike woke Caroline early. Confused and bleary eyed, she rolled over, unsure of where she was at first.
“Good morning, beautiful. I made you coffee.”
Caroline sat up in bed. She was irritated that Mike was waking her up so early and even more irritated that he seemed in a good mood.
“Where is Bella?”
“Your parents have her. They stopped in this morning.”
“Why?”
“I asked them to stop in.”
Caroline wasn’t liking where the conversation was going. She hadn’t had any coffee yet, and Mike was pretending as if things were okay again. “I’m not in the mood for your plans, Mike.”
“Come on, we need to discuss last night.”
She checked the clock. “What the hell Mike; it’s 7 a.m., this couldn’t wait until I had a small amount of sleep or a pot of coffee?”
“I’ve been up all night, Caroline; I can’t wait any longer.”
“Yes, well where were you last night? You weren’t here when I returned, and why the hell did you leave me in the first place?”
“I can’t stand you being around Joshua.”
She rolled her eyes, “Oh, for God’s sake. I’m not going to be deliberately rude to someone just because you don’t like him. He has done nothing wrong. You act like he stole me away from you. I’ve been yours all along.”
“Until last night.”
“Excuse me?”
“I returned to the event to retrieve you, but you had already left.”
Shocked, she regained her composure. “I bet you think you’re a real hero for returning after you abandoned me at a social event to find my own way home. Did you expect me to stick around and be further humiliated?”
“I’m sorry I got upset.”
“That would be the understatement of the year.”
“Why did you leave?”
“I didn’t, not technically.”
He stared at her, and she just waited him out.
“Why did you do it?”
“You acted like a fool, and I got tired of it.”
“I think you always wanted him.”
“No, that’s not true. I married you because I fell in love with you.”
“Then why are you leaving me?”
“I think you know why. You aren’t capable of changing or letting go, and I can’t spend my life arguing over the same things over and over again.”
“Are you in love with him?”
“I think I’ve always had feelings for him, but I was in love with you and committed to our marriage. But that wasn’t enough for you.”
He had his head in his hands, and she knew it was all over with. She needed to start making some plans. “You need to sleep in the guesthouse Mike; I have to be here with Bella. Until we have things figured out, you can’t be in here with me.”
He nodded and got up to leave the room. She took a quick shower and made arrangements with the nanny to keep Bella for a few hours. She needed to return to Joshua and tell him that she would be his, finally. She loved him and could finally be with him forever, and she refused to wait another moment to tell him. This was her future, and she couldn’t wait to start it.
THE END
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Chapter 1
Wyatt
“Ladies, how about we buy you a drink and you ravish us with your good looks,” Merrick said to a couple of executive types only a few moments after we had walked into Uber Elite.
“Sure,” the young blonde said as she looked up at Merrick adoringly.
Merrick had a way with the ladies. So did I, if I was being honest, but when the two of us were together, Merrick took the lead, and I played wingman. We were both very much alpha males, but together that just never worked, so one of us had to step back. Since he also happened to be my boss, I usually let him take the lead on our nights out.
Uber Elite was one of our favorite clubs, not just because it was filled with beautiful women, but because it was the high end version of a dance club. The crystal chandeliers draped over mahogany tables with luxuriously upholsters chairs were just the right pace for Merrick and I.
“What would you like darling?” I asked the young brunette as I moved next to the friend.
“Appletini,” she said with confidence.
I cringed. The Appletini was made famous by a television show, and there were so many women who thought they were being hip and cool because they ordered it. I wasn’t even sure they liked the damn drink, but inevitably I knew this girl wasn’t an independent woman if she was so easily swayed by the popular television show drink. I preferred my women to be more independent and less willing to just follow the flow.
It wasn’t as if following trends was a totally bad thing, but if a woman couldn’t even make up her own mind about a drink, I had no confidence in our ability to get along. Even though I’d likely only be with her a night, or possibly two, New York was filled with enough women that I could pick and choose who I wanted to bring home with me.
“Me too,” the blonde said to Merrick.
“Of course,” he said with a wide grin. “Two apple martinis,” Merrick ordered.
We stayed with the two young ladies for a torturous 30 minutes before I was able to finally break Merrick away from them. They were nice enough girls, but at some point, the torture of dealing with their personalities didn’t outweigh the pleasure of a night of sex.
Even though I was a firm believer in the one-night stand, I still had to hunt for my women. I secretly hoped that I would meet a woman that was so perfect that I would give up my ways and decide to keep her around. So in that hope, I was picky about the women I eventually chose for the night.
“Come on, Wyatt; those girls would have been easy lays!” He scoffed as we walked away.
“They are wannabe investors who just moved to New York and think they have the world figured out. The snotty attitude and lack of originality are so old. I’m picking the next targets. I would much rather spend my time with a halfway decent girl than utter vanilla boredom.”
“So let me get this straight. A highly educated woman, who works in investing, like you do, and happens to like a popular alcoholic drink, is vanilla and boring?”
I could tell he was trying to mock my standards, but I couldn’t help it. I worked in an office all day long with these same types of women. I had dated these same women for my entire adult life. It was old and boring, and I wanted someone different. There were more women in New York than men by thousands and thousands; I had the room to be picky and find what I wanted.
“Yes, exactly. How about that girl? She’s got to be here with someone. Go talk to her and see what’s up,” I said as I pointed to an eclectic looking redhead across the room.
“She looks like a handful in the bedroom; I’d love to give her a ride on my meat stick.”
I cringed as he made his way over to the woman. I could tell there was a blonde woman standing behind her, but, she was turned around talking to another man. The redhead seemed flattered when Merrick came to talk to her, at least for a few seconds. But then his blaringly obvious personality struck her, and
I couldn’t help laughing as I watched the girl and her facial expressions while trying to get rid of Merrick.
It wasn’t very often that a woman said no to his charm and attitude, though. Women in New York were starving for polite guys and often caved to any decent guy that managed a few minutes of conversation with them. Merrick was good; his confidence and wealth sealed the deal in most situations. But on this night, the girl was obviously not amused, and I ended up laughing out loud as I watched her start yelling at him. The redhead’s friend turned around briefly, and I quickly turned around to so I wasn’t seen laughing and watching the whole scene.
When Merrick returned to me, I was doubled over in tears of laughter from the whole thing. It wasn’t often that Merrick Stanley couldn’t close the deal with a hot woman. And I couldn’t remember the last time a woman had straight out yelled at him like that.
“Shut it; you couldn’t have landed her either. She was crazy,” Merrick defended himself. “I’m looking for a girl with substance that also likes to play all night long in the bedroom. I’ve got high standards.”
We continued to socialize with ladies for an hour or so, but nothing seemed to stick. It was all my pickiness that held us back, and I knew it. Merrick would have slept with any one of the women we had encountered up to that point.
“We should have stuck with the first group of women,” Merrick said like a child who hadn’t gotten his way.”
“Or you could have been nicer to the redhead. She was hot as hell,” I added.
“Seriously, she was way too much to handle. If her friend had been anything like her, you wouldn’t have been able to handle her either. And you definitely couldn’t have handled the redhead.”
“Oh, please. Even the powerful Merrick loses sometimes; I could have handled her,” I joked. “How about those two?” I asked as I saw another set of young investment professionals.
Even though they weren’t an ideal match, I needed a warm body in my bed that night, and the two women down the bar from us were very pretty. My job was stressful; I had to have an outlet, and beautiful women happened to be my thing. I wasn’t a player who lied and told the women I wanted relationships or anything like that. Honesty, and my green eyes happened to get me what I wanted most of the time.
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