Boyfriends 29

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Chapter 29

Melissa

Nothing hurts more than being painfully horny, I couldn’t stop thinking of sex and how long of a while it’s been since I got fucked.

I exhaled audibly and rolled on the bed. I should probably get a vibrator to help me cause there’s no way on earth I’m letting

lan touch me.

Call me crazy but he lost the right to the day he fucked my best friend and lied to my face.

I closed my laptop and pushed it to the side. I needed something and it wasn’t to write some thesis.

I fell to the pillow and gave a loud sigh. I was having so many thoughts and none of them were helping.

My phone buzzed on the bed and I reached for the phone.

Ian: I’ll pick you up in thirty minutes.

I rolled my eyes and dropped the phone to the bed. A date with lan felt like a goddamn chore and I couldn’t even bring myself to be excited.

I forced myself out of bed and checked my wardrobe for any dress.

A wicked thought crossed my mind. I could dress so sexy and make Ian lose his mind without letting him touch me.

“That’s also going to mean punishing myself,” I blurted. “Fuck, I better get a vibrator soon!!”

In an attempt to calm my hormones before thirty minutes, I stripped naked and walked into the bathtub.

I spread my legs there and gave another set of sighs. My fingers went down my thigh and I parted my legs. Keeping my pace slow, I snaked a hand between my legs and began gently rubbing my clit. I gasped when I shut my eyes and a beautiful image of Marcus filled my head.

Sliding my fingers over my swollen clit, I think about him bending me over and pounding his thick cock into me. I know he has a big cock- it’s almost inevitable for a man with such build to be sexy as fuck.

I felt the smooth wetness of my pussy. God, I was so fucking wet. My fingers slid along my sopping wet slit, parting my pussy lips with slippery ease as I slid one finger inside.

I let my finger trail all the way up so I could hit my clit before thrusting back inside myself.

I kneaded the full, perky roundness while my fingers teased my hard nipple.

the little treehouse as I fucked myself faster. I pinched my nipple hard, loving how it made little sparks of pain shoot through me to mix with all the pleasure.

I thought of Marcus naked- of him gently reaching my legs and parting them wider. Him lowering his stance and giving my cunt one sweet kiss before whirling his tongue around me.

The thoughts of it made me fo faster while I moaned his name.

“Ourgh, Fuck… Marcus, shit…fuck.”

Nothing felt more surreal than moaning his name as I came hard against my fingers. I bit my lip to stop from being loud, but a few more moans managed to escape. My body shuddered with pleasure, my slippery fingers working my swollen clit until the sound of my phone froze me in place.

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A content smile crept on my lips- another experience to write about.

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I must confess that writing about my fantasies with Marcus was some sort of therapy. Getting my revenge was getting longer than I planned but thinking of him fucking him always got me to cum and that’s some good news.

I can’t wait to get the vibrator or is it a dildo? Something I can place on the bed and jump on it while moaning Marcus‘ name and scooting so good.

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I reached for the soap and rubbed it all over myself, fantasizing that it was him him rubbing this soap into my body, on my neck, across my breasts, over my stomach, tracing my legs, and between my thighs with his long–fingered hands.

I took a quick bath because I already spent half of the remaining time finger–fucking myself to thoughts of Marcus.

I climbed out of the bathtub and grabbed a towel. I easily used it to dry my body starting from my neck to my arms, across my breasts, and then between my thighs. I tried hard to ignore the feel of the fluffy towel rubbing against my over- sensitized skin.

I looked over to my phone to check the time one last time and I figured I had nothing to lose. I didn’t have to dress up much – I already made sure to cum so I possibly wouldn’t be jolted by a mere kiss from Ian.

I dressed quickly, picking a short brown gown and a green Zara heel to compliment.

I didn’t need anything extraordinary, just a few touches. I touched my hair and it still felt wet so I brusquely towel–dry my

hair.

I looked at my reflection one last time in the mirror before applying a gloss to my lips. Just in time, I heard a car hom

It was obviously Ian. I hurried downstairs so I don’t keep him waiting and when I got there, he was leaning in over his call.

He was wearing a white linen shirt, collar, and cuffs undone. It took everything in me to ignore how good he looked.

“Mels.”

“Hey,” I responded and let him kiss my cheeks.

“You look so beautiful, Mels, and more than that, you look happy”

I blushed because it was true and not just because he said it or because of the dinner but because I succeeded in getting a full–blown pleasure thinking of his father, Marcus.

“I made a reservation at this new restaurant. They have good meals but I think you’ll love their deli. It’s the first time they’ll be making it today.”