Until Forever by E. L. Todd Read Free Book Online

I groped her body while I pressed her into the wall. My hands immediately went for her tits because I loved them so much. If anything could give me an instant boner, it was her rockin’ rack. She breathed heavily into my mouth while I touched her in the ways she loved. My hand explored the area between her legs, and I pushed her until she started to pant.
    I hoisted her up by her thighs then inserted my throbbing cock inside her. Without using the wall, I bounced her up and down on my dick, feeling her wet pussy tighten around me. She was half my size and light, so it was easy to slide her up and down my shaft. And she felt so good.
    Scarlet gripped my shoulders and used her arms to hoist herself. She moaned loudly, her sounds echoing in the small enclosure. I knew she was enjoying this as much as I was by the wonderful noises she was making. She was wetter than the shower we stood in.
    She was the only woman I could have sex with over and over and never get sick of. Every time we were together, I felt my heart bleed out of love and devotion. She was my whole world, everything I ever needed in another person.
    She dug her nails into my skin as she reached her moment. She tightened around me, squeezing my cock as the euphoria rocked through her body. “Sean…”
    When she said my name, I felt myself crumble. I’ve wanted to have sex with my wife all day, so I was already at the brink. I was just waiting for her to enjoy her moment first. I came deep inside her, hoping I’d knock her up.
    She wrapped her arms around my neck and rested on me. The shower still fell on us and I caught my breath. I liked holding her in my arms like this. She was so small and petite. It always made me feel like her rock, her foundation. I held her under the shower for a long time, hoping we just started a family.

7
    Cortland
    Monnique and I didn’t speak for several days after the club incident. Judging by her silence, she was pissed at me. And obviously, I was livid with her. I felt like I was speaking to a different person. How did you argue with someone so illogical?
    I wanted to turn to my family and ask for advice. But they all said I shouldn’t take her back to begin with. And I guess, deep down, I didn’t want to hear what they had to say about their relationship. Because I was thinking it too…
    I finally caved and went to her apartment late one evening. She probably wasn’t home because she was taking pictures dressed a whore, but I took a gamble anyway.
    After she stared at me through the peephole, she finally opened the door. “Ready to apologize?”
    That was not the best way to greet me. “Excuse me?”
    “You embarrassed me then you ditched me.”
    “I wouldn’t have ditched you if you weren’t being so…”
    “So what? What?” she snapped.
    “If you weren’t being a bitch.” My words reverberated off the walls then the silence sunk in.
    Her eyes widened. “Fuck you, Cortland. It was a work party and I had to be fun. I can’t just stand in the corner and disappear.”
    “I thought you were modeling clothes, not acting like a model in Playboy .”
    Her nostrils flared. “You’ll never understand fashion.”
    “I understand my naked girlfriend being groped by another naked guy!”
    “You told me you were supportive about this, and now you just change you mind? I can’t just walk away now.”
    “I was supportive, but you’re changing too much. You’ve lost too much weight, too fast. You’re a different person. You aren’t sweet and caring anymore. You’re mean and catty. I don’t like that…”
    “ It’s just business, Cortland.”
    “Making a girl cry for being overweight is not business,” I snapped.
    “I was drunk, okay?”
    “I drink all the time and I don’t go around and act like a jerk.”
    She tried to slam the door but I stuck my foot in the way.
    “Monnique, you’re changing because of this job, and not in a good way. I don’t like it.”
    “So you want me to go back to being a