Page 51 of I see you Beauty

Shit, Beauty! How am I ever supposed to fuck another girl after you gave yourself to me so wonderfully? You were so sensual and yet curious and obedient. Fuck!

My head is spinning when I think about how many more ways I want to fuck you. Where I still want to mark you everywhere. My cum suits you, baby!

I would love to do so much more with you. Fuck you over and over again until you won’t stop screaming my name. I want to fuck you so sore that you think of me every time you sit down. Fuck, I’m completely addicted to you, Beauty! You must—no, you will be mine!

I look at you, lying on my desk, as your chest continues to rise and fall rapidly. You are still a little out of breath, which is why your beautiful breasts, to which I have paid far too little attention today, are bobbing up and down seductively.

With a smile, I bend down toward you and let my lips wander from your stomach to your tempting nipples. You laugh softly because your belly is probably ticklish until you draw in your breath with a hiss as I take your nipple between my lips and suck on it.

My still-hard cock slides between your wet folds as if of its own accord. Fuck, baby! You are my drug!

You look down wide-eyed at my hardness, which is always ready to fuck you wherever I can get my hands on you. I grin at you before I kiss you passionately. Yes, baby, that’s what it’s like when you have an unyielding man who desires you.

“It’s all because of you, Beauty. When I’m near you or have your beautiful and perfect body naked in front of me, I get so hot and can’t stop fucking you,” I mumble against your lips before I possessively shove my tongue into your mouth and continue to rub myself against you.

I’m in a frenzy, and if I could, I would touch you every single day for the rest of my life.

Beauty, I want you to be mine. Be mine. There’s no other way!

Chapter Thirty-Nine

I’m still completely electrified, even though he stopped making me scream with ecstasy a long time ago. Ezra took me everywhere in his club. Be it another time on his desk, bent over one of the boxing rings, once again from behind, on the stairs as we headed upstairs to the showers. Standing against the wall under the hot jet of water, we completed this little but damn hot adventure perfectly.

My God, this man is not only insatiable, but he awakens a hunger in me I didn’t think I had at all. A greedy hunger because I want so much more of him.

I know what I’ve done is wrong and absolutely reprehensible, and I also feel guilty about my husband, whom I’m about to come home to and lie to his face. But the truth is, I can’t and won’t give up on Ezra. I don't want to let go of this new feeling he brings out in me, the one that makes everything feel right.

“When will I see you again, Beauty? I miss you already, and so does my cock,” he murmurs in his damn tempting voice before he grabs me by the back of the neck and pulls me to his lips to kiss me, forbiddingly hot, making everything inside me tingle once more. God! I’m going to hell, but damn it, I’ll burn for this man!

He grabs my hand and places it on the hard bulge in his pants. I immediately feel the twitch and gasp for air. How can he be hard so many times in a row? When I think of Thomas… we’ve never slept together twice in one day.

Ezra and I are standing outside his boxing club, and I know we should be careful, even if we’re far away from our neighborhood and our neighbors’ prying eyes.

My wedding ring weighs heavily on my finger, and it feels like it’s literally burning my skin, etching my deceit and the shame that comes with it. And yet, I already know that I will make this unforgivable mistake again and again.

Ezra had to lend me one of his training jackets because he ruined my blouse, and Kelly only packed me this pink sports bra. But I can’t come home to my husband if he thinks I am out with Kelly.

“I don’t know,” I whisper against Ezra’s soft lips.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to come and ambush you if your husband isn’t in sight,” he replies with a rakish grin that makes my cheeks glow.

Just the thought of how Ezra could surprise me in my garden shed or once again in the hot tub, and how we’d have to be careful not to get caught makes the panicked knot in my stomach swell further and further and my heart beat like crazy.

I bite down hard on my lower lip. I am still—or again?—so aroused that I can hardly stand it, and my head is already spinning. What are you doing to me, Ezra King?

“My husband… Ezra, we have to be careful. I… don’t know what this is between us, and we both know it can’t be…” I fall silent because Ezra’s fingers gently cup my chin, and that little touch makes me feel completely energized again.

“I know. But I can’t stay away from you now, Beauty. We’ll wait and see what this is between us, okay? I’ll spoil you and your perfect body in the meantime. Agreed?” he murmurs against my lips before he kisses me again so hotly that I’m instantly wet again. Damn!

If I wasn’t completely sore and we weren’t in a public place, I’d love to go down on him again, or rather, let him go down on me…

Does this incredibly attractive guy think I’m sexy? I still can’t quite believe it. Because, of course, June’s birth didn’t leave my body unscathed. My stomach is adorned with some old stretch marks from pregnancy, and cellulite is my constant companion. And even though I may look younger than Kelly or others my age, my true age is still quite evident. So how can he desire me and my body so much?

I nod weakly, interrupting our kiss. Even though I don’t want to, our adventure today is over, and I have to get back to reality. Unfortunately.

“Then I should take you back home, Mrs. Shepherd,” Ezra replies with a grin, giving me goosebumps just from the way he says my name.

He nods toward his black and green motorcycle, and my heart immediately sinks. Oh, right… Ezra doesn’t have a car. I’d forgotten that for a moment. Surely I can’t let him take me home on his bike? What if Thomas sees us from the window? But what else can I do? Calling a cab at this time of night would be strange and would probably raise even more questions than if I just jumped on his bike and enjoyed one last moment close to him.

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