Replacing My Ex Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
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That morning, I heard the car pull up and guessed it must be her. Dan was still fast asleep, but I had been up for a while wondering how I could get him to fuck me in their marriage bed.

As soon as I heard her feet on the stairs I’d pulled his arm around me and got close with my leg thrown over his as if we’d fallen asleep like that. She didn’t know I was awake and saw her look of shock and hurt when she saw us like that. It was all I could do to keep my laughter contained.

Then Dan woke up and heard her in the closet and went in there after her. I pretended to be asleep when I called out to him about being cold, knowing how terrified he was about either of us getting sick and passing it on to the baby.

It worked like a charm, and now she was gone. I squeezed down around his cock the way I knew would get him off, and it wasn’t long before he was cumming again. I slid off his cock and got on my knees next to him. “Now clean me up; suck all your jizz out my snatch.”

He fell on my ass like a starving man and sunk his tongue in me, licking and lapping like a dog, while I pulled on my nipples and closed my eyes in lust. Once he was done cleaning my pussy of all his cum I leaned over for another piece of chocolate which I shared.

I wasn’t done with him by a long shot. There will be no time for thinking about anything else but me and our little family. I straddled his hips and rubbed my ass back and forth on his cockhead. One thing about Dan is that he can stay hard for long periods of time.

I knew once the drug kicked in, he’d be ready to go again, but this time I wanted him to fuck me in the ass. I whispered as much in his ear, and he was quick to grab both ass cheeks and spread them wide. For a second, it felt as if he was going to tear me in half, but the burn was one I loved.

I reached back and found his cock, leading it to my wide-open ass and slipping it in. I’d been fucked up the ass so much that there was no need for lube; besides, the more pain, the more pleasure I felt.

I rocked back and forth on his cock with my hands planted on his chest while he stuffed my ass full. Sometimes I’m not sure which I like better, a good pussy fuck or getting my ass reamed.

When he was done cumming in my ass, I ran to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, letting his cream leak out of me before jumping into the shower.

DAN

When will this feeling go away? When will I be free of the guilt and self-loathing I feel each time I touch this woman? At least I no longer throw up each time, but it had been that way for months after she left.

Not only had she left, she’d disappeared completely. It’s as if she’d stopped existing; She wasn’t at her job, and her car was never outside any of her family members’ homes when I drove by under cover of night. None of our friends would talk to me, and the few who did didn’t seem to know anything.

She’d cut everyone off and gone into the wind. I admit that I was stupid that I messed up, but the divorce had completely blindsided me. I thought because of our love for each other that, we could get through anything together, but I was wrong, so very wrong.

Other people have pulled it off; why hadn’t we? It means she never loved me, I suppose, not if she could throw me away so easily. I didn’t mind the money or the house, none of that. She didn’t even ask for alimony because she wanted to be done with me altogether.

I never thought for one second that she could cut me out so coldly, act like I never existed like we hadn’t spent half a lifetime together. How could she do this to me? The not knowing was the worst, and not having my best friend to lean on.

I love having my son, no doubt about it, but I think I’m growing to resent his mother and her existence. I want my life back, my life with Mandy. I never wanted anything with anyone else, not since the day we met. She’s always been my ideal, my one and only. So, how could I have made such a stupid mistake?

I can’t look back on our lives and find any fault in my ex. If I could find something to latch onto, to blame her for, then maybe this would be easier, and I wouldn’t feel such sadness and guilt. But the only thing I could find was the fact that she couldn’t have kids and I can’t even blame that on her. It’s not like she knew and kept it from me.


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