He's Definitely Not Impotent

POV: Laura 

At first, I couldn’t respond to his sassy words because I don’t know why he’s getting so worked up. Then he dragged me out of the club like a fucking child. I struggled to break free, but I soon got tired because I was too drunk to argue and I was way too tired to fight him off. I thought he would keep scolding me and reminding me that I brought shame to the family, but he wasn’t the least bit interested in that, he was more concerned about my looks and how pretty I looked tonight. Before I knew what he was doing, he dips his head and kisses me passionately, sucking my tongue in a passionate head-spinning kiss that left me breathless.

“What was that for?” I asked in a daze, trying to regain my composure. But he wouldn’t give me an answer, he just opened the car door and held it open for me, 

“You’ll find out when we get home. Now get your pretty ass in there,” he ordered sternly, sounding so hot.

Gosh, 

He sounds so sexy!

I don’t know how to say no to him when he’s being so stern with me. How do you push a guy away when he’s saying every nice words in the books that can make a lady fall helplessly in love. I’ve never had a guy look at me with so much desire and lust. I’ve hung out with a lot of guys and I’ve been with him for three years. But I’ve never felt this way before, I didn’t even know I could have this effect on a guy, let alone my ex-husband who just divorced me a few hours ago.

He had this mischievous look on his face that made me feel goosebumps all over my body. He looked pissed, but not too pissed because I saw this glint in his eyes that made me feel like he had something in his mind. And with the way he gazes at me often, ogling my cleavage, I can tell that it just can’t be good. 

The journey back home seemed longer than it was supposed to, but we finally got home, and he jumped out of the car, coming over to pull me down from his SUV. As soon as he shut the door, he backed me against his car and covered my mouth with his, trapping me against his body and the car, holding my arms above my head.

This time, he wasn’t gentle anymore, he gave me no chance to say no. He intently demanded my affection, coaxing me to reciprocate and kiss him just as urgently as he kissed me. He was so eager to make me respond to him with equal passion, biting my lips when I wouldn’t grant him access to my mouth. He gained access to my mouth and sucked my tongue and lips passionately, making me gasp for breath.

He lifted me to straddle his hips, taking me towards the entrance to our mansion. We never stopped kissing as he maneuvered his way to the bedroom, ignoring the guards around the building. He held and kissed me as he walked to our bed. It’s so late in the night, but to us, time doesn’t even exist. Time just stood still as our world kept spinning. I couldn’t get enough of him, and neither could he. I wrapped my arms around d his neck, deepening our kiss, and I wrapped my legs tighter around his hips too, feeling his hard dick on my ass. I let out a moan when he nuzzled my neck, lapping on every sensitive spot to bring me more pleasure than he’d even given me in our three years of marriage.

I almost shrieked when I felt myself falling backward as he dropped me on the soft mattress. He flopped on top of me, pinning me between the soft cushion and his hard muscular body. I’m not thinking straight anymore, I’d completely lost all my senses. All I could think of was his strong arms working their magic on my body, and his lips on mine, kissing me senseless. I could feel his skin against mine, it was smooth, yet hard. So masculine and damn sexy. He left behind a trail of Hickey’s as he pleasured me.

“Fuck, sweetpea, you are driving me insane with lust. I want you, I want you badly.” He whispered hoarsely against my lips. I feel so lusty and lightheaded. I think I must have hit my head at some point because I’m not thinking at all. Like, I have no single sane thought in my head. I’m completely bland. As he dominated my body, all I could think of was him.

I have no idea how I lost my flimsy outfit and undies, I have no idea when he took off his clothes too. When Nathan fell on top of me again, I felt an electric shock radiating from his skin to mine. I feel so intoxicated, drugged by kisses. These feelings felt alien to me, I never knew that a day would come when Nathan’s touch could feel like this. I never knew that his touch could drive me insane and make me feel a sense of urgency that I could not control. 

The same urgency that came over me also overtook him. And the yearning also possessed him, and groaned like a hungry beast, banging me with such intensity that made me go completely insane. I felt unfamiliar sparks shooting from all over, and I shivered in desire as I tried to match his speed, screaming in pleasure like a lunatic. He caught my mouth and swallowed my screams with his kisses, thrusting more urgently, with his one hand wrapped around my waist, holding me in place. 

Dear lord…

What was I thinking when I signed those divorce papers, how could I call this stallion impotent, what was wrong with me?

He fucked me so hard that my legs shook in ecstasy. He kept kissing me more as he kept fucking me, reigniting that flame that burned between my legs and building the urgency once more. It didn’t take long before I was hit with a force like never before. My orgasm hit me like an atomic bomb, and I saw fucking stars as bursts of light flashed behind my eyes, making me go dizzy in desire.

My eyelids suddenly became too heavy for me. I couldn’t open my eyes for a good few minutes. I could feel his eyes on me, but I couldn’t open mine to look back at him. I heard his deep groan as he poured his seed inside of me, pumping stream after stream of his thick fluid into my womb, not minding if I got pregnant or not. I went completely limp, I was a bit sore and yet so satisfied. It’s like pleasure mixed with pain, and It feels so amazing. I was so exhausted that I couldn’t even open my eyes. And just when I thought he would pull out and let me catch my breath, I felt him hardening inside of me, and I forced my eyes open to glare at him, wondering what he was up to, 

“Come on, sweet pea, relax and let the impotent guy satisfy himself, huh?” he teased, making my eyes go wide as I realized that he was out to get me. I’m getting punished for insulting him in front of my friends. I know I deserve it, but I couldn’t match his stamina anymore.  He was like a royal stallion, banging me on every angle, making me scream out his name as he made me cum over and over again, bringing me more orgasms than I can count.

I must have passed out at some point, we both fell asleep with him still buried inside of me, as hard as a rock.  He just proved beyond reasonable doubt that he was never impotent. He was just not interested in me all these while, until tonight.

I don’t know what changed?

Maybe it’s the way I’m dressed or the way I spoke rudely to him tonight. But I love this side of him, I fucking love it. He was so damn amazing, and now I regret saying all those stupid things about him. How on earth do I look into his eyes and admit to him that I was wrong to call him impotent. He may still not take me back, and I’ll only end up making a fool of myself. 

I won’t do it!

I won’t say a damn word to him!

At least not now when our divorce is just about to be finalized. I can’t be the weak one, I can’t stop the divorce process just because he fucked me pretty good for the first time in three years. That would make me a check whore, and he may still end up pushing me away, again. I’ll be rejected and humiliated if I act weak this time. If he was mean enough to ask me for a divorce after using my father’s money to resuscitate his familys business, then there is no saying what he is capable of. So the divorce must be finalized, period.

I made up my mind not to say anything to him about the divorce, or even apologize for saying those mean things about him. The next morning I was woken up by a beep on my phone that alerted me to a message. Luckily he didn’t hear it because he was sleeping soundly on the other end of the bed. I had no idea when we had both separated because when I fell asleep, I was still curled up in his arms. I stretched my arm to my phone, and I clicked open the message from a very familiar number,

“Hey, Princess, 

How are you?

I heard about the divorce, hon, and I took the next flight to come and see you because I know you need a friend to lean on right now. I can imagine how hard this has been for you, and I wish to be there for you like I always have. It’s been three fucking years since we last saw each other, and I miss you, baby. I’ll call you as soon as I get out of the plane.” 

I smiled excitedly after reading the message. it’s been three fucking years, and yet he still has this effect on me. His name is Kendrick Perkins. We were close friends in high school and college. He was more like a guardian angel that always looked out for me all the time. He wasn’t happy when I was forced to marry Nathan. For some weird reason, he just couldn’t talk to me or look into my eyes like he’s fond of doing. Our friendship got a bit weird, and he moved out of town. I miss him so much, he was more than a friend to me, you would think that we were siblings or something.

I guess the girls couldn’t wait to share the news of my divorce with him. They know I miss my best friend, and I need him during this divorce procedure. If there is anyone who can make me have more confidence in myself and pick up the pieces of my life, it’s Ken. He is such an easygoing, funny guy, always lighting up my life, and putting a smile on my face. I can’t believe he still cares so much about me, I can’t believe that he is coming back to town just to be with me. I miss him so much, there is so much we need to talk about. I smiled brightly after reading his message, but immediately my eyes landed on Nathan's cute face as he slept peacefully beside me, my smile faded immediately. I have no idea what I’m feeling for him right now, it’s so weird that one night could suddenly change my feelings for him. I can’t change my mind so soon, not after three years in a loveless marriage.

So, I decided to hurt his feelings and force him to go ahead with the divorce. I sneaked out of bed, tiptoeing around the room to get my things together. I got dressed in record time and I sneaked out of the room, leaving behind some money as I slipped away, leaving him sleeping on our bed. I also left a note with some teasing words on it.

“Last night was awesome, and I’m tempted to come back for more. But I can find Gigolos to screw my brains out if I so desire. I wouldn’t want to come running back to you, dear ex-husband,” I almost laughed out loudly after reading my note. If this doesn’t piss him off, I wonder what will.