Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 95307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
His hand goes to my jaw, cradling me as he so often would. His eyes burn into me with an honesty I don’t want to see, don’t want to feel. But I do. I feel everything. His hips slam into my inner thighs and my muscles start to burn, a subtle reminder that I haven’t used them in quite a while. Harrison pounds into me with force, a man already past the point of losing control. I’ve always loved the way he lets go, orchestrating my body perfectly and taking me places no one before him ever could. He knows me, knows my needs, my desires.
And he never disappoints.
At least when it comes to sex.
The flex of his hips causes his cock to rub against my G-spot. Stars burst behind my eyes. Everything else just floats away until I’m left teetering on the edge, so very close to ultimate euphoria. He knows I’m close and chooses that moment to slow down. I don’t even realize I’m groaning in protest until his chuckle fills the room. “Patience, love. I’ll get you there.”
He will.
He always does.
Harrison adjusts our position, spinning us around until I’m straddling him. He knows. He remembers. This has always been my favorite position. He thrusts his hips upward, robbing me of any ability to think or speak. “Work with me, Winnie. Take control,” he whispers, gripping my hips in his big hands and hanging on tight.
I start to move, up and down, rocking my body and taking all of him. He’s so deep, so big, so… yeah. My movements become more frantic. He holds on firmly, no doubt going to leave fingermarks on my pasty skin. I’ll wear them as a badge of honor, though. I always have.
Before too long, my desire takes complete control. I’m there, ready to detonate like a bomb, and I can tell by the tightness around his mouth and the way his Adam’s apple bobs that he’s there too. The need to come is too great, and I’m not strong enough to deny it anymore. My hips gyrate as I slam back down on his cock, my body jolting as the release starts.
“Winnie,” he grunts, watching as I implode around him. I think I say his name, but I can’t be sure. I’m not sure of anything right now except the way he makes me feel.
Familiar.
Harrison’s fingers grip and dig into my flesh as he holds on, thrusting his hips upward and finding his own release. Our gazes never falter as we both come, the sounds of our orgasms filling the room in song. I memorize everything about this moment because when it’s all said and done, and he leaves as planned, I want to think back and recall just how explosive, how magical we were.
When I’m boneless and gasping for air, my body falls forward. His arms instantly wrap around me, holding me firmly against his broad chest. The afternoon sunlight filters through the open blinds, and I’m not really sure what to say. Maybe there’s no need for words. What more could possibly be said that hasn’t been hashed out over recent months?
I instantly relax, listening to his heartbeat and his breathing evening out. Something that feels like regret creeps in. This was definitely a bad idea. The waters have been muddy between Harrison and me for a while—months, even, before the separation—but the one thing that has always been right has been this.
This.
So, for now, I ignore the tinge of regret that’s waiting in the wings and allow myself to find refuge in his arms. As I lie here, it’s that comfort that lulls me to sleep.
Chapter 3
Harrison
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It's been two weeks since I made the biggest mistake of my life. Two weeks of wishing things were different. Two weeks of wondering how to change it, how to go back. As I sit here at my desk staring at the piles of paperwork I need to sift through, I can't seem to find it in me to do it. I love this gym. All Fit is my passion. I never dreamed when I started working here right after college, that I would someday be the owner. I've busted my ass to make it a success, and I've done that. I'm in the process of opening two more new locations, and all my hard work has paid off. Except for one small detail.
I lost my wife.
Biggest mistake of my life.
Some might say the mistake is sleeping with said ex-wife on the day of your divorce, but any amount of time with Winnie is never a regret. Before that day, it had been months since I'd touched her soft skin, tasted her sweet lips. Sadly, it had been even longer since I'd been inside her. It's not something a man ever forgets, but the memory of making love to her is nothing like the real thing.