Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 461

Damn it. Just the thought of that night coupled with what was happening now was enough to get me wet. I squirm trying to get comfortable and to stifle the ache between my legs. It doesn’t help, in fact, it makes things worse as my ass is pushed further into Gabriel’s groin.

Gabriel releases a deep and sexy groan. One similar to the ones he made that night, every time he pounded into me. It travels straight to my clit, making me freeze in my attempt to get comfortable.

Twisting my head, I turn to him, hoping that he was still asleep. I am relieved when I find his eyes closed, but then I’m struck by just how good-looking he is.

He looked so peaceful asleep. His long lashes fanned his cheeks and his lips were slightly parted. I suddenly got the urge to touch him and kiss him.

I was drowning in the man that had captured my heart years ago. The same man that was now asking me for things I never thought were possible.

I was so lost in him, that I didn’t realize what was happening until it was too late.

A gasp leaves my lips when I feel his hands slicking through my wet folds. It takes me a while for me to realize that his hands had left my breast and were now inside my panties. My very wet panties.

I need to stop this. To stop what he is doing… but it feels so fucking good to have him there that I don’t want him to stop. My indecisiveness gives his hands enough time to slip past my clit and push a finger inside me.

I bite my lips to stop myself from moaning. Damn it. I was aching and this felt too good. It’s been two years and the only action I’ve gotten is either from my own hands or my B.O.B.

My eyes fall close as I drown in the feeling of his finger pumping in and out of me. It’s intense. It’s exhilarating. It’s what I need. He adds another finger and this time I can’t stop the moan that slips. It feels so good, but I know it would feel even better if it were his cock and not his finger.

Shit! How am I supposed to face him after this? He is my husband, but it still feels weird.

I needed to cool off. To stem my arousal. To get it under control so that I can at least think straight. With that thought in my mind, I jump into the shower, deciding to take a cold one.

By the time I am done, I feel more in control of my body. Maybe it was time to start using my dildo. I haven’t used it since I came back. It wouldn’t do much, but maybe it can keep the hunger away.

Getting out, I avoid Gabriel’s stare as he takes his turn in the bathroom. I get clothed quickly, do my make-up and leave the bedroom before he finishes his shower.