Cheater Read Online D.D. Prince

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 225
Estimated words: 218500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1093(@200wpm)___ 874(@250wpm)___ 728(@300wpm)
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I squeeze my eyes shut tight in order to hide from his penetrating gaze, but I can’t hide from sensation because in addition to the penetration and the clit stimulation, his mouth closes around my exposed nipple and he pulls, making my body react against my will.

At my reaction, Derek moves his hand away from my mouth and he licks a path up to my lips before his lips tenderly touch mine as his hand takes over on my breast.

“Baby,” he whispers sweetly before he pulls out of me, then tenderly strokes my cheek, wiping away the tears I didn’t even realize had fallen. “Shh, don’t cry, Chloe. It’s okay. I’m gonna make you so, so happy. Give me a chance.”

I want to scream that why should I give him a chance when he hasn’t given me a choice. But there’s no point.

He turns me over to my stomach and then he’s back inside again, getting in without resistance with the now-present lubrication, which I can’t fathom, but there is, so it’s not hurting anymore. Now it’s feeling good. And that’s confusing to me as I bite the pillow, fist the sheets, and let the wave of sensation take me away. He’s now holding both hips as he repeatedly, slowly strokes the inside of me over and over.

His mouth touches my ear. “I’m gonna make you so happy. I know you’re upset right now, Chloe, but the ends are going to justify the means. You’re mine. You’re mine and you’re safe, and you matter to me. I see you.”

I’m turned to my back again. I stare to the side, not wanting to give him any more eye contact, but he tilts my chin so that our eyes are locked, then lets go of my face and puts his fingers between us again, stroking me down there.

“Guess what?” he whispers.

“I refuse to play a guessing game with you.”

“Okay, I’ll tell you. I love you,” he says, pulling three quarters of the way out before driving back in to the root. “Ah! That’s good. You feel so goddamn good.”

“You don’t love me,” I whisper. “You have no idea what love is.”

“I didn’t. But now I do. Please don’t be afraid to love me back. I can’t wait for you to love me back. I know it’ll happen and I’m sure you’re going to try to stop yourself when you start falling, but fall, Chloe. Fall into love with me. Don’t be afraid. It’ll be so worth it. I promise.”

As he’s spoken, he’s increased the friction on my clit and his words have thrown me off so much that I’ve forgotten to guard myself and I spontaneously come. I come hard, sensation rocketing through me. He comes with me, burying his face in my hair, groaning into my neck.

This is it. I’m married. To a man who swears we’ll never divorce. I burst into sobs. My entire body is wracked with it.

He kisses my neck over and over, playing with my hair, trying to soothe me.

How can he think this is love?

No longer filled with him, I’m still full, but filled with hopelessness as he collapses beside me, kissing my shoulder while I lie here with his wedding rings on my finger, his cum inside me, in the honeymoon suite of a nice hotel wearing expensive, ripped French lace.

He’s been holding me for half an hour, my cheek is on his bare chest, my body draped over his with my naked legs tangled up with this tuxedo pant-clad ones as he traces the straps of my nightie with his fingertip, seeming deep in thought as I stare up at his face.

“What ‘cha thinkin’ about?” he asks, eyes meeting mine.

I say nothing.

“Wanna know what I’m thinking about?” he asks.

“No,” I grumble.

He smiles a dazzling smile and laughs.

I frown.

“I’m thinking we should have a baby as soon as possible. I’m thinking you should stop taking those birth control pills every day. You have, what, three left? We have a lot of bedrooms to fill in our new house.”

The look I give him must speak volumes because he has the decency to look a little contrite as he shrugs. “The sooner the better in my opinion. Have a bunch of kids now and we’ll still look semi-youthful when they’re all off to college and we wanna spend that next ten years traveling and enjoying the empty nest while we wait for grandbabies.”

My heart twinges painfully because in a normal world, a normal marriage, it would be the perfect plan.

“Are you plotting my demise, my bride?” he asks. “Is that what you’re doing?” He pokes my nose playfully. “Because no pre-nup, so… not a bad idea since it’s the only way you’ll get rid of me.”

“How rich are you?” I ask with my best evil eye gleam.

“Very,” he whispers, looking gleeful with amusement.



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