# WARNING FOR INNOCENT PEOPLE #
From here onwards there will be quite a few mature scenes.
# WARNING FOR INNOCENT PEOPLE #
I fed on her lips as my cock grew against her middle, then lifted her just a little with my hand under her ass until I had her just where I wanted her, with my cock between her thighs. I could feel the heat of her pussy through her skirt and almost lost my mind. It's only when I realized that she was kissing me back with as much fiery passion that I came to my senses.
"Fuck you!" I dropped my hand from around her neck and walked away. I need a shower, a long cold one. And I need to get her the hell out of my house before something like this happens again. Regardless of what my mom says or thinks, I'm not the kind of man to easily give second chances, especially when the offense is as grave as my ex-wife's.
In the shower, I let the water run over my head to cool down.
Shit !!, I didn't get an answer to my question. I flicked the water off, determined to go to her again, and wring it out of her if I had to, but the condition of my body told me that I should maybe put that off until I had myself back under control.
I heard her finally entering the room next to mine, the room that was connected by a flimsy door: the room that had been built with the sole purpose of giving the man of the house easy access to his woman. "You're not this fucking weak, Cadmus, are you?" Maybe if I'd fucked one of the many women who'd thrown themselves at me in the last two years, I wouldn't be so desperate as to want to fuck this one again.
I regretted myself for staying celibate.
But My female friend was right. If I'd gone to bed with any one of them, not that I'd even been tempted, it wouldn't have been fair to them.
They wouldn't have been anything more than a rebound fuck. I let her think that it was her words that had stayed me though, from giving in to my baser needs.
But the truth is that I couldn't feel anything after my Ex left me. She didn't just take my heart when she disappeared; she took my fucking libido and any desire to get anywhere near her scheming species of women again.
I glared at the door that separated us, ignoring my raging hard on. But then I thought about it.
Who's to stop me? Really! I actually took a step towards the door, her earlier look of defiance playing around in my head.
And then I remembered the sweet, unassuming woman I'd taken as my bride, and the shit stopped me in my tracks. Which one is real?
I walked back to my bed and fell on it after losing the towel from around my waist. I can't believe I'd been about to go in there and do that.
No matter what she'd done, she didn't deserve that. I'd rather kill me than force myself on her. That shit makes no sense Cadmus you ass. You better get your shit together. You've got this woman in your head and your mother on your ass. You need a game plan.