He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140 Picturing Her

Brennan’s POV

I turn to my left and spot Sloane standing there. Why the hell is she in the hospital?

“Sloane, what are you doing here?”

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“Eve had a small accident and hit her head. She needed stitches, and they’re keeping her overnight. She fell while standing on the kitchen counter because she couldn’t wait for me to come out of the bathroom to grab a bowl.”

“But she’s okay, right?”

“Yes, she’s fine. What about you?”

I really don’t want to have this conversation, but there are people everywhere, and I don’t

want her causing a scene.

“My mother was in an accident.”

“Oh, Brennan, I’m so sorry,” she says, placing her hand on my arm.

“Yeah, thanks,” I reply as I pull away. She frowns.

“You’re still angry with me?”

“You tried to trap me multiple times, Sloane.”

“I know, and I’m sorry. I love you. I just wanted us together.”

“You don’t love me, Sloane. What happened between us was a mistake. Everything

afterward was, too. I was drunk constantly.”

“That doesn’t mean we weren’t good together. You could do filthy things to me, Brennan. I’d let you do anything you want. You know you want to fuck me in the ass, or we could go to your truck right now, and I could give you a quick BJ,” she murmurs into my ear.

My cock reacts instantly. It’s been a while since I’ve been inside a woman. I shake my head

hard. No.

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“Stop. I don’t want you, Sloane.”

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“Come on, Bren. I can tell my words are getting to you,” she says as she grabs my cock right in the middle of the hallway. I stiffen immediately. She squeezes, and a groan slips out

of me.

“No, stop,” I say weakly as I slap her hand away.

She laughs softly. “Eve is asleep. Take me wherever you’re staying. Let me help you feel

better.”

Something in me snaps. I seize her arm and pull her down the corridor. I peer into a room

and see it’s empty. I glance around, and no one is paying attention.

I yank her into the room. She giggles as she moves to wrap her arms around me, but I

shove her back. Confusion flashes across her face.

“Get on your knees,” I command.

She drops immediately. I lower my pants and pull my cock free. Without hesitation, she

closes her mouth around it.

“Fuck, that’s it, you little slut, take every inch of my cock,” I tell her, my hand knotting in her

hair as I push my cock deep into her throat. A groan escapes me when she manages to swallow nearly all of me. Her tongue moves slickly along my length as she draws back to just the tip before swallowing me down again. I have to admit, she knows how to suck cock. With my eyes shut tight as Sloane works on me, I imagine Scar being the one on her knees. I have never allowed her to do this for me, though perhaps I should have. Maybe I should have given in to her desires more often. Over the years, she asked for certain things, but I could never picture myself doing what she wanted, not to her. Another moan is pulled from me by the strong suction of Sloane’s mouth.

“Fuck, yessss, so good, fuck, fuck, Scaaaar,” I shout out as I climax. My whole body convulses. Hearing a sharp gasp, I open my eyes. Sloane has pulled herself away from me, and my cum is now smeared across her cheek and chin. An expression I cannot read is

fixed on her face.

“What?” I say, tucking myself back into my pants.

“You… you yelled out Scar’s name,” she says. Tears instantly well up in her eyes.

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I roll my own eyes. “So? I was picturing her giving me head.”

“You son of a bitch!” she screams.

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“Calm your ass down. So the fuck what if I called out Scar’s name? She’s my wife, she will always be my wife. I will never accept our divorce, so yes, I pictured her.”

“You’re divorced?”

Shit.

“That’s none of your business. Now, leave me the fuck alone,” I say, walking out of the room. I hear her scream behind me, and I laugh. It serves her right. If she wants to act like a whore, then I will treat her like one. A faint twinge of guilt surfaces because of Scar, but I shake my head to dismiss it. She was the one fucking around on me, so I have every right. When we get back together, we will start with a clean slate. I whistle as I head toward the elevator. I really should have been paying more attention to my surroundings.