(Annabell POV)
I went to Dyanna's house two days after my confrontation with Kaden. She was shocked to see me at first, but then she opened the door and let me in.We sat close to each other, my eyes filled with inquisitiveness, hers filled with hidden guilt.
"Can you tell me the come about of your necklace in my house?" I inquired politely.
She stared at me with suspicious eyes.
"I really don't know. Whatever Kaden had told you is true. It wasn't my intention. I didn't do it on purpose. I was high with alcohol and I think he...."
"You didn't misplace your necklace on purpose? Is that what you mean?"
"Anything he said about it is true"
She seemed to be unwilling to say much about the incident but I was finding it difficult to understand what she was trying to say. Could her explanation be a different story from Kaden's?
"Well he l)told me that you guys unexp
(Annabell POV)"Tell me what really happened" I screamed at Kaden."Baby please believe me..it wasn't my fault. I was really drunk that night.""Oh really? You were drunk. If truly you were drunk, you wouldn't have been conscious enough to undress another woman after taking her into a secret room at the club house. And what were you doing at a night party in the first place?A married man at a night party while his wife isn't around? When did you start lying to me Kaden? When?Why didn't you tell me the truth at first if you are really being sincere?""Baby you know how much I love you. I didn't wanted to hurt your feelings because of my stupid mistake. I would never lie to you. I just didn't wanted to give you the impression that I'm not being loyal to you. It was a great mistake baby. I'm truly sorry.""Oh stop saying trash and answer the damn question! What was a married man doi
(Annabell POV)It's been two months since I had that conversation with Kaden. He has really been a gentleman and a good husband. I guess with his actions so far, he has been trying to make up for what he did to me. Even though I had forgiven him, the pains that the memories of it brings was still there in my heart. I could forgive him, but I could never forget. Not with what I experienced with Ricky in the past. And now, the man I thought I could swear with my life, will never cheat on me, eventually betrayed my trust.Now, even though he is behaving like a faithful husband and really making up for what he did, he surely doesn't expect me to just forget about his sin and give him all my trust once again. In reality, I actually feel like he might be cheating without my knowledge....not necessarily with Dyanna again, but with other girls, although I feel less concerned or interested about that right now. Not anymore.I couldn't ju
(Annabell POV)I got home early that morning, having been relieved of the alcohol from last night. I was back to my senses and I regretted what I did last night. Although I had been unconscious of my environment and myself, but I really enjoyed what I did with that man last night. It felt like a whole new experience, something that not my heart, but my body was willing to experience again.I knocked at the door but Kaden refused to open it for me at first. I called out to him and spied on him through the window to see him getting dressed for work. He kept ignoring me till he eventually opened the door and strode out, hurrying to his car. I kept calling his name but he ignored me and sped off.This was the first time he had behaved like this towards me. I couldn't understand why he had kept me quiet. I went inside and met baby Kayla sleeping peacefully on the sofa.Jordan wasn't at h
(Annabel POV)I'm in the kitchen up late, taking shots of tequila at the kitchen table,wearing a red dress. It has one strap up but the other rippedbecause I'm mad that Kaden forgot my birthday.We have been living quite fine and seemed to have forgot about each other's sin. We were as happy as when we got married, when non of the recent madness had happened. We were back to being a lovely and happy couple and seeing his change, I've also forgotten about his apparent mistake of cheating on me and we both are now living as if none of us have ever cheated on the other.Tonight I was going crazy!I'm on my eight shot. I slam the glass down just as he walks in wearing a muscled shirt and cargo shorts and a gucci belt with tims on. I got up and stared at him with hate in my eyes. He's holding a bag that says XX1 on it. He knows what I'm thinking. He walks over towards me,staring me up and
(Kol POV) "Daddy, mmm, good morning," Katerina murmurs hoarsely.My lips shift to hers, licking them before I part them to enter her mouth. I pull her into a kiss, and my hand cups the nape of her neck as my tongue explores the territory that I always miss. Shegroans softly into the kiss, and I smile against her lips, pullingaway after to admire her sleepy appearance that oddly hardens mycock."Why didn't you come to bed last night, baby girl? Daddy couldn'tsleep without you. You know how Daddy needs to fuck that prettypussy of yours before going to sleep."A smirk lines her lips. "Mmm, I'm sorry, Daddy. I was just so tiredfrom work that I couldn't make it upstairs." She chuckles after.My hand cups the side of her face, and my thumb brushes againsther cheek. "Well, next time, I want you in my bed with me no matter what, understood?""Yes, Daddy.""Good girl." I peck her
Author's note: Dear readers, like I said. This third book is purely about their sexual life afterwards. So please be warned. Read on if you like pure Erotica including BDSM! (Kol's POV) Few weeks after that ugly incident, Katerina has been crying all day. I have tried my best to calm her down each day, remembering her of my undying love for her. She had to cry about Kaden for 3 weeks before she decided to forget all about him. Although, anytime she sees his kids, she has this will to tell them everything about their father, but she wanted them to be old enough before she does. We have since been living in peace and happiness. *********** My heart pounds in my chest. I pant heavily, and a smile of triumph lines my lips as the view of my house appears in my eyes. The soreness and slight burning sensation la
(Kaden POV)The next morning, I made a point of being in the room when she got out of the shower. I watched as, still wrapped in a towel, she searched through her panty drawer, looking for something to wear."I thought that I just did laundry," she mumbled, finally pulling something out."What was that?" I asked, not having heard her clearly."Oh, nothing," she replied, finally taking off her towel.I got a nice view of her breasts, which even after kids, were still nice and full, though they had more sway now than when we got married. I watched as she pulled up the dark blue lace panties and smiled at the way they contrasted her pale skin."Looking good, love," I said, clearly happy with what I was seeing."Thanks. I just don't have any regular underwear clean," she said almost with a grimace.I debated just calling it off and telling her what I did but decided against it. I want
I paused and gently pulled down her thong, and she lifted her hips to let me do so without complaint. I went back to massaging, this time focused completely on her ass, though if I'm being honest, I spent as much time playing as I did massaging. I stroked, squeezed, groped, and massaged her beautifully round butt until she stopped me."Ok, that's enough," she said, rolling away from me."Are you sure?" I asked, moving back to give her space, and at the same time admiring the view of her front that she more had presented me. "I can go back to massaging the rest of you.""The only place I need to be massaged right now is the inside of me," she responded with a smile, spreading her legs for me.I grinned broadly at her and moved back between her legs. I leaned forward and kissed her deeply, our tongues intertwining and dancing. Without pulling away from her lips, I shifted my hips and with one hand holding me up, the other lined my erection up at my wife's r
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a