Her Sweetest Mistake (Amelia) novel Chapter 105

Office Affairs

“Yes!! Thomas…pound harder. Don’t stop,” Brenda’s hands held Thomas’s waist, pushing him down as he thruster in and out of her.

“Does Noah fuck you like I do?” Thomas grunts, grabbing her ass roughly. “Answer me, B. Does he make love to you better than I do?” He thrust deep into her, hitting the G–spot. She let out a loud moan.

“No…nobody fucks me better than you do,” she moans into his ears, kissing and nibbling at it.

“Why don’t you want to divorce him?” Thomas kept thrusting, his eyes on the beautiful woman beneath him. The woman he has always admired, they were childhood sweethearts until she claimed to have met her soulmate, his best friend, Noah.

“Huh?” Brenda flipped Thomas over, he was beneath her now. Her arched hips bucked in and out as she took his cock. “I want to. But I need his money. For us.”

Thomas’s gaze moved from her juicy bobbing breast hovering above his face, to her face. “Us? Baby, you know I’m financially stable to support us.”

“Alright. I need a piece of his assets to console myself for putting up with that son of a bitch,” she moaned as he bucked his hips, thrusting his deep into her.

“Why didn’t you sign a prenup?” he asked, flipping her. As her back touched the bed, he flipped her over again but this time she was all fours in doggy style. Without warning, he thrust into her.

“Fuck yes!!” she moaned uncontrollably. “My parents made me not sign,” she said breathlessly.

“Your parents? Why?” he placed one of his hands on her arched waist and the other rubbing her hard- pebbled clitoris.

“They…uhh…don’t stop…oh yeas..

“”

“I have no plans to. I will make you cum all over your matrimonial bed mercilessly. Answer me. Why did your parents ask you to do that?” he pinched her clit and she whimpered. He had increased his thrusting pace, in and out like a wild horse.

“They! Yes… they didn’t want… Noah to have any asset from me if a divorce was to ever occur.” she moaned, but it was muffled by the pillow.

Thomas let out a low chuckle, “See how the tables turn.”

“Can we stop talking? I want all your focus to be on me.” Brenda demanded, moaning loudly into the pillow.

“As you wish, My Lady.” Thomas reached for her breast, fondling it.

The beep sound blare, and they stopped. Thomas stop thrusting and Brenda reached for her tablet on the bed side table. The screen came on, her sweaty face unlocked the the tablet, revealing the face of Ryan, Noah’a younger brother. He was pacing around the threshold, waiting for someone to open the door.

“Fuck, Thomas exclaimed, pulling out but Brenda held him back.

“I haven’t cum yet,” she said, twisting her upper body backward to stare at him.

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Office Affas

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“But Ryan is here. We wouldn’t want to keep him waiting do we?” Thomas smirked, he pulled out his hard shaft from within her. “Go open for him.”

“Ugh,” she rolled her eyes. Brenda climbed out of bed, her legs wobbled a little as she reached for her robe on the ground. As she bent down in front of Thomas, she parted her legs and glanced at him from underneath her thighs. His eyes watched her wet lips begging for his hard–on. “Don’t miss me too much,” she teased, rubbing her finger on the surface, the liquid rubbed off on it and she brought it to her mouth. She sucked on it while moaning.

“Fuck this,” Thomas said, climbing out of the bed. He pulled her by the waist to the edge of the bed where he sat. His hard–on stood firm. “Sit on it,” he commanded.

***

Glasses clicked against each other mid–away, held by men who wore big smile on their faces. The sun had slowly gone down the horizon but no one took to notice because of the mixture of bright golden and fluorescent lights that hung across the pool area, stretching far to the end of the fence.

It was a small outdoor pool party hosted by Alex, the CEO of Axis. He was a young vibrant man, a party animal, even his political state did not stop him from having the best fun of his life. The party consisted of a few trusted partners, media houses, and close friends.

Isla watched them from a distance where she sat with the fifth glass of wine in hand, their white Ralph Lauren polo glimmered under the lights, it seemed like an almost planned attire. Her eyes watched every one of them, some were a few celebrities she see on TV while others were people she never knew existed.

Her gaze swept past Noah, who was staring at her but when she glanced back, his gaze was fixed on Alex, who seemed to take pride in talking, making little hand gestures here and there.

Her eyes scanned Noah’s body, the way a few strands kept falling down his face, his strong sharp jaw, his veiny arms, and his strong biceps. He was too hot for a man his age.

She knew it was wrong of her to stare or even think about having sex with him but she couldn’t help it. He looked like someone who would fulfill her sexual fantasies. All Jackson does is mount her, with no foreplay, just plain sex. Sometimes she had to fake orgasm for Jackson to stop.

But the thought of Noah on her…she felt a liquid trickle down her thighs, tugging at the hem of her black knee–length skirt, she closed them tightly.

Isla cleared her dry throat but it didn’t stop her thoughts. She averted her gaze to the empty champagne flute wrapped around her finger.

Luckily, a waiter was close by with a tray full of drinks, she gestured for him to come. When he did, she blindly took out a glass and gulped down the whole liquid.

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