But I wasn’t, evidently. Because as it turns out, I was just waiting for the right man, and the right bizarre situation. And I love him too, as it also turns out. And I love her, and we all love each other.
It’s a sickening amount of love, really.
It’s unorthodox, but it works. We’re a team. It’s our won weird little happy ending, and I couldn’t ask for more.
“Baby okay?” I murmured as she ran her hands over my body.
“Just went done, if we can manage to keep it down this time,” she winked at Tyler over my shoulder.
“Says the screamer,” he said with a low laugh.
“Don’t make me come over there, mister.”
I moaned as she started to slide underneath me, her mouth trailing down my body.
“Jesus, I hope I look half as good as you three fucking months after mine,” I muttered as I eyed her incredible body as it slid against mine.
“I’ll make sure you get plenty of exercise, gorgeous,” she murmured, kissing me fiercely before she started to flip around beneath me. She ran her hands over my belly. I was nowhere near showing yet, but…well, I would be.
Oh, right, I’m having our third. Surprise?
I moaned as Christina slid beneath me, her mouth trailing down my body until I cried out when her wicked tongue found my clit. Tyler growled behind me, his cock swelling inside of me as I felt Christina’s mouth on my clit and his cock where we joined. I leaned down, cooing as I let my tongue slip through her wet folds, and she moaned into me as I did.
This was us, this was our life. The three of us joined on every level. We had love, we had children, and we had our lives together to explore it all. And there in that bed that evening, as we moved towards our climax as one, I knew this is exactly where we were all supposed to be. This was how we were supposed to end up. The hell with how things “should” be, or what people say.
We had love, and each other, and that’s all that mattered.
The End
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Legal: A First Time Novel
Madison Faye
Professor: A First Time Novel
She’s supposed to be untouchable. But I’ve had a taste of the forbidden fruit, and now I just want more...
She’s the girl from my freshman lecture - my perfect, straight-A pupil and the one I shouldn’t even be looking at much less having these kind of thoughts about. No woman has ever made me feel this way, like I’m going out of my mind with raw need for her. I know the rules, and I know she’s half my age, but I don’t give a f*ck.
Because I’m going claim her. I’m gonna be her first, and I’m going to breed her until everyone knows she’s MINE.
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Madison Faye is the dirty alter ego of the very wholesome, very normal suburban housewife behind the stories. While she might be a wife, mom, and PTA organizer on the outside, there’s nothing but hot, streamy, and raunchy fantasies brewing right beneath the surface!
Tired of keeping them hidden inside or only having them come out in the bedroom, they’re all here in the form of some wickedly hot stories. Single-minded alpha hero, sinfully taboo relationships, and wildly over-the-top scenarios. If you love it extra dirty, extra hot, and extra naughty, this is the place for you!
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Chapter 1:
Chelsea
I wanted Jake Harding before I even really knew what "wanting" something like that meant. I mean, what wasn't there to want about him? He was charming, and rugged in that manly way you only read in books or saw in movies, and he always had something nice to say to me, even at my dorkiest, nerdiest phase. He was also incredibly handsome with dark eyes, that strong jaw and totally dreamy smile. I think I knew a man like Mr. Harding was “sexy” before I even know what sexy was; I knew he stirred something inside of me, even if I didn’t quite know what that something was.