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n the long hallway of a famous hotel suite in New York, I sto
inted my eyes at the screen, struggling to read through the text my husband,
I would love to make it up to you. I will be waiting for yo
time in many months just to drown myself in a
ow why I w
alse accusation of me seeing another man outside our marriage, an
seeing anyone but he refused to believe me. I felt hurt and devastate
old, I could not hide the excitement I felt in my heart, and I c
xt message, I shifted my gaze away from my phone as I searche
es sighted the fancy door a few feet from wh
the door and was about to turn the handle when it suddenly swung open. I fell i
h as I prepared myself fo
s going to happen because the pain never came; rather, my b
happy that the fall was prevented, but the door be
door pierced into my ears
mned switch?" I cuss, leaving his hold as I searched for the light
ressing my busty boobs
y plump wet lips, shutting
t as he spoke into my ear softly, "You're doing a lo
e oblige to his words, succumbing to his manly ha
satisfying that I was sure I
It smells very different
ten, aren't you?" I heard him p
n my ears. My lips dropped down in shock as I couldn
and carried me in a bridal style to the king-
getting close, and before I could whine or complain, h
d on it delicately and a soft moan escaped
p to me when he sent the text. I mean, who would be ready for such u
n, and my gaze returned to his face in
scared. I mean,
head in denial. "No,
e to just blurt out that I was scared of having my first ni
for it?" He asked again and
how he kept doing this. Did
I had to just tell the truth. Then it hi
ered with a slight
face and tucked it behind my ear, his recent lov
I will take it easy on y
an down my throat as my hands gat
e needed to carry on, and I felt a tender peck o
l over my skin, leaving behind hickeys on my milk skin as