Greener Grass? Book 2: A 3 Book Hotwife Series by Peter G Johnson

Author:Peter G Johnson [Johnson, Peter G]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

"Let's go upstairs, talk about all that stuff later," Holly cooed softly, her voice laced with genuine longing for the two of us to be close after the emotional stress of the last few hours.

As we entered our bedroom, I had to fight back the angry thoughts of what I’d seen and heard in this same room just a few hours ago.

Seeing the pain in my face, fearing her earlier efforts were all unravelling, Holly doubled down on showing me her love through physical interaction. She led me to the side of the bed, wrapped her arms around my neck and brushed her fingertips gently against my chest as her eyes locked onto mine.

After all our emotional ups and downs, after seeing her so intimate with another man, feeling her touch ignited an unfamiliar fire within me, a desire that took me all the way back to how I’d felt about her in those first few giddy months of dating, all those years ago.

"Richard," she whispered, her eyes smokey with desire, her breath hot against my ear, "I need you. I need to feel your love."

Holly's hands were trembling with desire as they undid the buttons of my shirt, peeling it away as she hungrily pulled at my belt and boxers. Finally looking at me in a way that reminded me of how she looked at our young renter – it felt good to be desired in this way. Her mind going back to our early months, I was sure of it.

"I love you so much, Richard," she murmured against my chest, her breath hot and erratic as we fell into bed with an urgency we’d not known since we were both in our early twenties. The bed creaking in a way that reminded me of some of those low-grade dorm beds we’d rutted on in our youth. The kind of beds you’re fearful will break in two if you’re too energetic with your lover.

We kissed, we ran fingers through hair as if it were our very first time together. I marveled afresh at Holly's beautiful body, the curves I knew so well, feeling a surge of possessiveness towards her.

I guided myself inside her, feeling her warmth envelop me. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, the rhythm slow, intimate and loving until Holly’s gentle pulling told me she wanted something faster and deeper.

Holly's cries were soon filling the room, unrestrained and wild in their intensity. More the kinds of sounds she made with Leroy than with me – a thought I had to choke back. This moment was for us, not him, not them.

Holly’s voice was full of sobbing gasps and high-pitched squeals - a testament to the depth of her arousal and desire for me. Her body writhed beneath me, arching into every one of my strokes, every caress designed to bring her closer to the edge. Designed to get me closer to my rival in terms of the pleasure I could give her – to make it a fairer fight.

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