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His Second Wife It hurts
~Camila’s POV~I simply do not understand. My brother and Chris hate each other’s guts. Since when did they begin dining together or even sharing a woman? I shoved the thought away. Chris is no longer my husband, and I must come to terms with the truth that I am wretched. I scoffed. So, he has been dating the woman he brought to the house the last time. I wanted to cry, but why should I cry for someone who isn't worth my tears? I need to forget about Christopher Grayston. I walked into Luke’s office using the crutches I was given at the hospital. I found him busy fitting our wardrobe to the model. Luke is really dedicated to his profession and always acts like a brother, even when he doesn't have to. He reminds me of my brothers. He escorted me to the display room, which was enormous and beautifully designed. We had five days until the launch, but everything went swimmingly well with Luke around. Luke seems to know of my decorating preferences, as well as practically everything else a
His Second Wife My world
~Camila’s POV~Marriage is supposed to be pleasant, but mine has been nothing but a succession of storms. These storms are wearing me out. I was never given the opportunity to enjoy my marriage. Storms, according to popular belief, are only ephemeral. If you are caught in a storm, you will either die or become numb. Your beauty can even attract the attention of a raging thunderstorm. For some women, getting married to Christopher Grayston is the culmination of a long-held fantasy. That is not the case with me, though, as I was fucking married to that cretin without even knowing who he was. With a son now as a responsibility, I’m feeling the weight of the world. I am overcome with emotion at the prospect of having a son when I have never had sex in my life. I chuckled hysterically at my own miserable life. I’ve always wanted to build a name for myself in this industry. Well, I’ve actually established a reputation for myself. CAMMY. My desire was for something more, and at the moment, t
His Second Wife My wicked cravings
~Camila’s POV~I didn’t get any reply after sending the address to him. I sighed and went upstairs to take a shower. After I was done cleaning up, I wiped my face and body with the fluffy towel in the bathroom before changing into my nightgown. On a normal day, I could have just worn my panties and bra, but Robin was bringing my son. The only person who gives me both happiness and brightness in my life. That boy, oh how I love him. My short, silky crimson nightwear sufficed for the night because it was a little too hot. I didn’t wear my panties since I was feeling suffocated. I went down to the cellar and grabbed a bottle of wine for myself. I switched on the television and began to watch as I sipped my wine while I waited for my smile keeper to arrive. After approximately 30 minutes of waiting, I heard the doorbell ring, and I jumped to my feet. Still clutching my wine glass with my nipples clenched hard as fuck.The wine, I’m sure, is to blame. Through the silky nightwear I was wear
His Second Wife I want to drink the wine
~Christopher’s POV~“Give me my bloody wine back!” She screamed. She is horny, I can smell how aroused she is. She can’t even stand straight without crossing her legs. I love that I can only do that to her, but then again I can’t touch her. She thinks she’s the only one suffering, but I am too. I had a sly grin on my face. Her perky tits are enough to tell you everything you need to know about her at this point. She’s so fucking responsive when it comes to me. I watched her as she stood before me trying to control the pressure between her thighs. I don’t know if she realized her needy behavior. She’s ranting at me while her eyes are on me as if she’s trying to drink me up. Neither her thoughts nor her body is moving in the same direction; instead, they are working against one another. With my gaze fixed on her, I reached over and grabbed a bottle from the wine rack, then began strolling toward the kitchen counter. I launched myself on top of the kitchen counter.“Stopher!” she screame
His Second Wife Wine blended with her nectar
~Christopher’s POV~At that very moment, I could feel my self-control sliding from my fingertips. My narcotic of choice has been her kiss. My wife is my Achilles’ heel. I knew this girl was going to be the death of me the moment I laid eyes on her. The little self-control I had was gone, and that started to worry me, as I knew that kissing her and deepening the kiss made me want to do a lot of things to her. I knew I wasn’t going to stop until I accomplished everything in my head. I gripped her face in my hands and intensified the kiss even further. I slipped my hand away from her face and into her hair, tugging at the roots of her hair with both hands at once. After a moment, her head fell back willingly as a low-pitched moan fell out of her lips. Her eyes were fluttering wildly as if she couldn’t stop them. I yanked her hair even tighter and watched as a murmur slipped between her opened lips. Her thighs were clamping down on my hips with incredible force and firmness. As I choke he
His Second Wife She is a virgin
~Christopher’s POV~I lowered myself from the counter and drew her to the counter’s edge. I took a step back and soaked in all of her glory. She was the epitome of perfection, and she is my wife. I drank the wine straight from the bottle. Fuck! This wine was failing to deliver on my expectations.“Camille,” I called out to her.She remained silent. She only drew her gaze to mine and gazed at me hesitantly. This left me wondering when Camille had turned into such a reserved individual. “Do you have anything strong? She nodded and pointed in the direction of the place where she stored it, and I noticed a collection in that spot. When I spotted my poison Dalmore Decades, I couldn’t help but chuckle. I grabbed the bottle, fully aware that she had purchased it for me. When? I’m not interested in knowing, she knows me very well and she had faith in us, and I will give her that faith as well. And I’ll make sure she remembers that I’m still her husband, even though I won't openly tell her. Sh
His Second Wife Open your legs, Princess
~Christopher’s POV~I didn’t thrust any further. I just brushed her hair back with my fingers. I could feel her squeezing her legs together, which was impossible because I was wedged between her thigh bones. I took in a deep breath and tried to move a little, and she arched back and winced, but I pulled her back and claimed her lips. Her tears were streaming down her cheeks. I am angry, but I don't want her to feel worse than she already is. If I say anything right now she will tell me about how I never saw her as a woman. I began thrusting gradually, being cautious not to go all in. I looked at her teary eyes and I just knew the counter would cause her more pain, so I lifted her from the counter with my cock still in her kitty and headed to her room. I positioned her in her bed.“Camille, do you want me to stop?”Tears streamed down her cheeks as she shook her head in frustration. I drew her legs apart and slid between her thighs to place myself between them. I rubbed my shaft agains
His Second Wife Sucking the life out of it
~Christopher’s POV~I lay beside my wife, regretting my actions once more, but this time there was nothing I could do to undo what I’d already done. The fucking control was something I failed to maintain. I couldn't let her down. But, on the other hand, how long would she be willing to put up with it? I was terrified that I would lose her, and now I am even more terrified than I was before. As she drifted off to sleep, I stared at her. She was flawless in every way. What was she doing at the swingers’ club if she wasn’t having sex? You might wonder? People who frequent such establishments do so in order to have sex. Camille never had sex. My first cherry-popping experience, and it had to be with my wife! This is fantastic, to say the least. I never thought I’d ever sleep with a virgin since I couldn’t see one growing up. Each and every person I came across had a wealth of knowledge when it comes to sex. I even thought virgins would be lame, but my wife, Camila Grayston, was the fuckin
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