The Other Woman Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 47419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 237(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
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“I don’t care.”

“Ugh!” He went in deep on the last word and slammed into something deep inside me that blinded me with pain before segueing to the most mind-blowing pleasure. I felt my body tighten around him as my eyes rolled back in my head, and I lifted him off the bed with my hips.

He slammed me back down hard, and another orgasm started. He swallowed my scream and then fucked my mouth with his tongue as he fucked me hard and fast, then slow and sensual. He dragged his teeth across my bottom lip and then bit it hard enough to draw blood.

“Tell me you understand.”

“I understand.” He reached for the bed head with one of his hands while bending my legs that were still around his neck all the way back to my ears. This time with the twist of his hips, his cock rubbed against something syrupy sweet at the front and very top of my snatch.

This was a different kind of pleasure. Because he was holding onto the bed, it creaked and slammed with each thrust of his cock into my body. He didn’t have mercy on me, almost as if he was punishing me for being in the same room as my ex-husband through no fault of my own.

I don’t know what little imp had awakened inside me, but I know I am not ready to bear the consequences of his actions. While Jacob was calming down, I decided to pull the dragon’s tail, and he breathed fire. “But he’s the kid's father. There’ll be times when….”

“No!”

He growled the word, then wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed while simultaneously pounding into my poor, bruised, and battered snatch. I couldn’t speak as I started to choke, and his hand tightened just the tiniest bit before releasing its hold. I came hard and long. My erratic humping brought him to the edge, and my pussy tightening flung him over.

JACOB

I’m not going to lie. I can’t find it in me to care too much about my old friend’s pain. When he first told me about his stupidity in cheating on Rachel, my first thought was how long was it going to take her to heal before I could make her my woman.

My other thought was how hurt was she going to be because of what this piece of shit had done to her. I’d lived in agony the whole time they were married. The first few years while they were dating, I wasn’t around that much, so it didn’t matter.

But when I came home to be the best man at his wedding is when I realized how much I had fucked up that night and that my feelings had not lightened in the least. I felt that same gut-punched feeling as that first night.

But they seemed happy, and I wanted that for her. But I couldn’t help moving back and staying close. Not in the hopes of interfering in their marriage, but because I know how much of a fuck up that guy is.

He'd seemed to change for her, though, or at least that’s what I believed. I didn’t meddle, but once every month, I’d see them at their home. I was the Godfather to her children. That’s another way I was protecting her. Everyone thought it was done out of my friendship with Doug, but he never once entered my mind.

The funny thing is I, too, changed for her. I was no longer interested in life in the fast lane, well, except for cars; I can’t give those up. But I no longer wanted to go from one meaningless affair to the next the way I’d always done. I just wanted to make sure she was always protected. If anyone had told me that this is what love felt like, I would’ve laughed in their face.

It was hell. I had to keep my distance so as not to betray a friend or, worse yet, involve her in the betrayal, and still, I had to hide the fact that I was in love with her whenever I was forced to be around. I didn’t let that love turn into lust; I wouldn’t do that to her.

Whenever things got too crazy, or I thought things were going to get out of hand, like when she announced both pregnancies, I’d fly out for a while. But both times, I came back in time for the births so I could be there in case anything went wrong and she needed me.

I’d forced myself to see her in a brotherly light, but that never worked for long. Then I found someone I thought might be good enough, but that didn’t work out either, and so I just stopped dating. Every woman I dated paled in comparison, and I just gave up the hope of ever finding anyone.


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