THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: Marry To Rival's Son novel Chapter 105

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The way I was laying in the tub, one foot propped up, my thighs were already spread open, so what difference did it make if I spread my knees a little wider, and imagined Ezra Falcon sliding into the

hot bath with me?

It was just my imagination… No one needed to ever know that I was lusting after my daughter’s best friend’s daddy. No one needed to know that although I was still legally married to Kevin, I was sliding my fingers between my folds, trying to imagine what it would be like if Ezra’s rough fingers

touched me there.

He was so kind and considerate, I bet he was the perfect lover, too. I bet he was the kind of man who made sure his partner was completely satisfied before he even thought about his own

pleasure.

Unlike Kevin.

I didn’t want to think about that prick, not even to make comparisons. Thinking about my soon-to-be-ex husband would definitely ruin my mood.

And I wanted to enjoy it, thoroughly.

For one thing, the throbbing in my center made me forget about the throbbing in my ankle.

For another, there was something so naughty about m**********g in Mr. Falcon’s bath tub, while imagining him fingering me with that quiet, yet forceful and demanding way of his that made it all the more heady and exciting.

The door wasn’t locked, he could walk back in at any moment, and find me shamelessly pleasuring

myself…

And I didn’t care. I almost wished he would. I propped my other foot up on the opposite side of the wide dub and lifted my hips, trying to imagine what it would feel like if he slid inside me with that

impressive manhood. Would he fill me? Would botch me? Would his head meet the end of me?

Would he move slow, and careful? Or would he be fast, like a jackhammer, pounding into me relentlessly?

Water sloshed around me as my hips raised to meet his imaginary thrusts, and my fingers worked

over my c.lit.

And when he came? Would I feel him twitch and jerk deep inside me? Would I feel the hot rush of his seed filling me? My imagination was so potent, I could almost feel it, feel his strong fingers digging into my hips, as I came undone…

My body clenched and another low moan escaped my throat as my legs stiffened and waves of pleasure rolled over me, again and again.

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It took a long time before I realized that I was still lying, half-asleep in a cooling bathtub. I hadn’t even done the washing I had come there to do. I dunked my head under the water and dumped some of Ezra’s shampoo in my hair, and quickly ran soap and washcloth over my skin.

I opened the drain and let the cold, soapy water out, and turned on the shower head to rinse off. The first water to come out of the sprayer was ice cold, and I yelped.

The door flew open, and I half expected to see Ezra there, naked and glorious as he had been in my

x-rated day dream. Instead, it was Mrs. Farley, holding a blue terry cloth robe, her eyes wide with

concern.

“I heard a cry, Ms. Jackson. Are you okay? Are

you hurt?”

I didn’t know if I should be relieved or disappointed.

I wiped the shampoo out of my eyes and laughed out loud. “Fine.. I’m just fine. The cold water…” I found it was just too much to explain. I was laying there naked and soapy in the tub in front oh a middle aged woman I barely knew. And I was laughing like a crazy woman. “I’m fine. You can leave the robe on the sink, but, could you bring the crutches?”

Mrs Farley quietly left and I quickly used the hand-held shower head to finish rinsing.

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