The Perfect Husband's Secret novel Chapter 63

Chapter 44 

Gabriel 

I think of how different things would have been if we had ended up together. 

This wedding would be Vee’s worst nightmare. Mine too. 

Lost between two worlds… 

She flicks her tongue over my end and my cock weeps in appreciation. I grab two handfuls 

of her hair and push my cock between her two lips, it slowly slides down her throat. 

A million sensations, my balls contract as they get ready to fire and I feel the heat of her 

perfect mouth around me. “Suck me,” I growl. “Harder.” Suction vibrates through my body 

and I begin to lose control. 

So good, so fucking good. 

I slam my cock down her throat and begin to ride her mouth hard. She gags and I go 

deeper. “Suck me dry.” We fall into a rhythm. “You swallow every last drop I give you.” I go faster, deeper. “Take it all.” 

Her moans only make me harder, and I’m about to explode, her fingernails dig into my quad muscles and I lose it. 

I slam in and hold myself deep as I come down her throat, my breathing is jagged as I struggle for air. Perspiration sheens my body as I look down at her and she opens her eyes. 

Long auburn hair, creamy skin, voluptuous breasts, and a body built for sin. 

Vee. 

I jerk awake, and as I gasp for air, I look around the darkened bedroom to see Ariana fast asleep beside me. 

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The room is silent and calm, so unlike the hot place I’ve just visited. 

Yean feel that I’ve just ejaculated, and I drag my hands through my hair. 

Fuck… 

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I pant as I try to catch my breath, it was just a dream. 

It’s okay, it was just a dream. 

Who am I kidding, it was a fucking nightmare. 

‘I wait in the restaurant and sip my scotch, it’s my monthly lunch date with my beloved friend Claire. 

Claire and I have been close for over ten years, she’s cool and calm and hilariously dry. Funnily enough, she married one of my enemies, Tristan Miles. They have kids and it turns out he’s actually a good guy, not that I’ll ever openly admit it. 

I remind myself, whatever you do today, don’t say anything about the recent events. 

Claire calls a spade a spade and I don’t need her getting in my ear about my life. 

I already know it’s a nightmare, I’m not spending our lunch being lectured. 

She waddles through the restaurant and when I see her, I laugh out loud as I stand to greet her. 

“What’s so funny?” She kisses my cheek. 

“Why are you walking like that?” 

“Pilates instructor from hell.” She laughs and sits down opposite me. “My ass is grass. I’m on a health kick that’s about to kill me.” “It’s working. You are glowing.” I smile. 

“Oh, I’ve got so much to tell you.” She jabbers on as she takes her jacket off. “Why didn’t you call me back last week, by the way?” Before I can answer, she talks over me again. 

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The room is silent and calm, so unlike the hot place I’ve just visited. 

Tean feel that I’ve just ejaculated, and I drag my hands through my hair. 

Fuck… 

I pant as I try to catch my breath, it was just a dream. 

It’s okay, it was just a dream. 

Who am I kidding, it was a fucking nightmare. 

I wait in the restaurant and sip my scotch, it’s my monthly lunch date with my beloved 

friend Claire. 

Claire and I have been close for over ten years, she’s cool and calm and hilariously dry. Funnily enough, she married one of my enemies, Tristan Miles. They have kids and it turns out he’s actually a good guy, not that I’ll ever openly admit it. 

I remind myself, whatever you do today, don’t say anything about the recent events. 

Claire calls a spade a spade and I don’t need her getting in my ear about my life. 

I already know it’s a nightmare, I’m not spending our lunch being lectured. 

She waddles through the restaurant and when I see her, I laugh out loud as I stand to greet 

her. 

“What’s so funny?” She kisses my cheek. 

“Why are you walking like that?” 

“Pilates instructor from hell.” She laughs and sits down opposite me. “My ass is grass. I’m on a health kick that’s about to kill me.” “It’s working. You are glowing.” I smile. 

“Oh, I’ve got so much to tell you.” She jabbers on as she takes her jacket off. “Why didn’t you call me back last week, by the way?” Before I can answer, she talks over me again. 

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You won’t believe what Patrick has gone and done.” 

Tsmile as I listen, something about Claire Anderson brings me a sense of calm. We met not 

long after her first husband died and for some reason we just clicked. She rants and raves 

while I listen and she’s probably the most normal person I know…apart from Vee. 

“What did he do?” I sip my scotch. 

“He thought he would start Tristan’s Aston up in the garage….” She looks down at my drink. “Why are you drinking scotch at lunchtime?” 

I roll my eyes. “Sorry, Mom.” 

“Anyway, why he did it, I do not know, and the car jumped out of gear, lurched forward 

and hit the brick wall.” I chuckle as I imagine the scenario. 

“And Tristan is away in Paris and I’m trying to get it fixed before he gets back because he’s going to go absolutely postal.” 

“When does he get back?” 

“The day after tomorrow.” 

“No chance.” 

“Why, why not?” She puts her hand up to catch the waiter’s attention, “All I want is a glass of wine, this healthy crap sucks. Anyway, everyone is saying that they can’t fix it at short notice, I mean, it’s one little ding and a bumper, how hard can that be to do?” 

I lean my face on my hand as I listen to her chaos, and I smile. 

“Anyway, I told Patrick he has to pay for it, and then…” 

“Does he have a spare thirty thousand dollars?” 

“What?” 

an Aston Martin, it isn’t going to be three hundred bucks, Claire.” 

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“Ugh…” She rolls her eyes. “Why does he have to have such a wanky car, anyway?”