Page 47 of Unthinkable

“Can you lean on your side a little? I need to see your ass.”

She nods and rolls, then looks back at me over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”

“I’m just going to push some cum in your little asshole too. I don’t want it to feel left out.”

Her eyes flare with arousal, and her lips part as if to argue, then she smiles, and fuck me, I need her. Every inch of her.

I glide my spent cock through her slick folds and bring the tip to her asshole. I’m no longer rock hard, but it’ll be perfect to stretch her out a little. I push against her forbidden barrier with determination, and the moment the head of my cock sinks inside her tight ass, my cock throbs back to life. “I’m just going to leave cum in here too, Little Nightmare.”

She nods as she casts her focus back on me, the blue in her eyes enigmatic and full of desire. “Thank you, Daddy.”

Fuck me. I’m done for.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

JENSEN

I left Immie asleep in her bed and my wife in our marital bed, though I’d hardly call it that nowadays. We’re barely a couple. I could argue that her drinking has become an issue, but in truth, we should never have made it this far.

Immie and my black card were the glue that held us together, and now that Immie is eighteen, there’s truly no reason to keep this charade going. Last night only cemented the fact that my relationship with Amanda was missing something—a lot of things, actually.

Sex with her has never driven me wild. She’s always been the person to fuck to simply get off, an easy option, given she’s my wife. Neither one of us has remained loyal to one another, and while we’re both aware of the fact, it’s not been an issue until now.

My chest aches when I think about Immie. I don’t like the thoughts of using her while being married to Amanda, and continuing things with Immie feels wrong, but I’m unable to stop myself. A deep connection is there; it’s always been there. Only now it’s in a different format and has the power to become something more, much more. She’s it for me.

The woman I love.

Hell, I’ve never had nor ever wanted sex without a condom, and last night, that’s exactly what I did. It was incredible, an experience I want to feel time and time again and only with my girl.

First, I need to set the wheels in motion for a divorce.

I pull my phone from my pocket and shoot a group text off to the guys.

Me: Miko, can you start on the divorce?

Miko: Already have the papers drawn up.

My eyebrows shoot up. What the hell?

Me: Really?

Miko: Your eyes never left Immie. It’s time.

Miko: Your obsession is obvious. Just make sure Amanda doesn’t become aware of it.

Sal: Trust me, women are scornful.

I laugh. Sal should know; he’s had his fair share of women causing issues for him. He says that’s why he sticks with what he knows in the form of Julia. She was originally an escort, but over the years, she’s essentially become Sal’s girlfriend, though he’ll never use that word to describe her.

Me: I’ll be careful until it’s sorted.

Zane: Can we actually do some work now?

My lips twitch at Zane’s comment.

Miko: Someone needs to get laid.

Zane: Jensen, I’m on my way over to yours, we have a visit to take care of.