Free The Dirty Divorce Part 3 by Miss KP

wit’ this.”
    “What?” I yelled.
    “I mean you can’t fault her. Carlos was your husband,” Rich replied.
    “Yeah, he was, but that bitch didn’t know what the fuck I would’ve done.”
    “I feel ya. We had a big fall out over all this. Jade told me since I was so concerned about Lisa she never wanted to see me again.”
    If Rich was lying about all this, he deserved a damn Oscar. Something deep inside was telling me to proceed with caution, but my heart was telling me that Rich would never intentionally hurt his own brother. I always felt that Carlos and Rich loved each other more than they loved me or Lisa, so maybe he was telling the truth.
    “You all betrayed me. You, Carlos, Jade, and Lisa ain’t shit. Why didn’t you just tell me, Rich? I thought we were better than that. Now, I don’t know what or who to believe. This is just all too much to deal with, just get out!”
    “I’m not leavin’ you like this,” he said, making his way closer to me. “I love you, Marisol. If I didn’t love you, I would’ve never forgiven you for what you did to Denie. I mean you left my newborn daughter on my fuckin’ doorstep. She’s fucked up wit’ me because of all this, and here I am still lovin’ you.”
    He knew how to get to me. No matter what, a part of me felt like I owed both him and Denie. As Rich reached out to hold me, I immediately felt vulnerable. I didn’t know if it was the wine or my emotional overload, but I let him hold me. Strangely, I felt safe.
    “Marisol, I’m sorry for hurtin’ you. We actually hurt each other. Let’s try and move on and focus on raisin’ Denie to be better than us. Everything happens for a reason. Maybe this is our second chance to be together and do what’s right. There are other things that take precedence, Mia’s condition for starters, and the business. Lisa is going to pay. Trust me, I have a plan for that bitch. You let me handle that. Her doctor told me that she admitted to killing Carlie.”
    Let’s see who gets to her first , I thought to myself. She was gonna pay for killing Carlos, too.
    As Rich tried to slide his hand down to the small of my back, I knew what he was up to. However, I didn’t fight it because I was definitely in need of some sex, even if it came from Rich. We hadn’t slept together in months, so I’d been on a serious sex drought lately. Rich was my comfort zone and that’s why I allowed him to carry me upstairs to my bedroom.
    “I love you girl,” Rich whispered as he laid me down on my bed and began kissing me on my stomach.
    His tongue played with my navel before he took off my leggings, made his way down to my vajayjay and started flickering his tongue against my clit. His warm mouth felt so good as he took his fingers to spread my lips apart. Once Rich got further inside, he went right to work. Making love to my pussy with his mouth, he soon started taking off his pants. Never to be outdone in the bedroom, it wasn’t long before I maneuvered my way to his dick and took him whole. Yeah, deep throat was my specialty. But that wasn’t the end because that wine had me feeling quite frisky. I was ready to get my freak on. After jumping on top of him, I quickly inserted his tool, then took it like a true stallion.
    “Tell me this is the best pussy you ever had,” I demanded.
    “Why you think I keep comin’ back? I love this shit.”
    Riding his dick to the perfect rhythm, Rich placed his hands along my waist as I slid my dripping pussy down his pole. He then buried his face in my breasts as I suddenly sped up the tempo. He never could really handle me on top and sex with him always felt like a competition of, who was gonna defeat who. I could feel his penis jerk as he tried to hold back from cumming, then quickly pulled out.
    “I ain’t ready for this shit to end,” Rich said in a low tone.
    Flipping me onto my stomach, he entered my nest from behind, fucking me fast…and hard.
    “Tell me you love this dick!” he