Chapter Twenty-Two

WARNING! THE WHOLE OF THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SCENES THAT IS RATED 18! DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU! SMEXY SCENE AHEAD! ENJOY!

DAMIEN

Heaven MacPherson was trouble. From the beginning I set my eyes on her at the airport to the day she showed up at my office I knew.

But it became even more clearer when I saw her in her wedding dress and on the boat when she had took off her dress.

It was a phase. It would pass. I'd be telling myself that for long.

But the phase had almost turned to a habit where I jacked off everyday we got back from a trip. I'd chastise myself to not think about her or look at that ass that made me feel like some teenage kid but it only became harder.

My wife in those baggy tees every morning, with nothing but thongs beneath it, her nipples that I always found the primal urge to suck, lick, pinch till they were red in view.

It was torturous. Pure torture.

I think I was doing quite well until the boat cruising. That bikini, showed off parts that I never knew I was att