Free Sweet Redemption (The Pregnancy Affair Book 3 by Jordan Silver

Chapter 1
    I’m done,
that’s it, that’s all I keep telling myself each time I climb from between her
slender thighs it’s the same refrain over and over again; you can’t keep doing
this Drake. But I keep coming back for more. Why? Because she’s got the
sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted in my life, ever tasted, or ever fucked and her
scent is so intoxicating it seeps into me and plagues me for hours after I’ve
left her presence. She was fast taking me down a path I wasn’t ready to trod
again not in this lifetime, but I couldn’t get enough. I looked down at her,
sweet Cherry that’s her name, Cherry-Ann to be exact. She’s a hot little number
from the wrong side of the tracks but that was beginning to matter less and
less these days. I wasn’t too worried any more about what anyone else was going
to think; shit I’d done the right thing and look where it got me, a wife who
fucked every swinging dick in two counties, and a five-year marriage down the
drain. I’m thirty- two years old and my life is shit. I felt the anger that was
now my constant companion reach out and grab me by the throat as I battled it
back. I wouldn’t let myself become that man, bitter and jaded, I wouldn’t give
my filthy ex the satisfaction though thoughts of her made me contemplate
murder.
    I’d always
thought that having lots money was the answer to all life’s woes, wrong. Money
bought you shit but it did fuck all to mend a broken heart. Dana had been the
girl of my dreams or so I’d thought, we were both from upper middle class families;
well mine was a little more well to do than hers. She was heavy into the church
seeing as how her father was a minister, too bad he wasn’t able to save that
particular member of the flock. While I was off racing cars to make enough
money so we could live the way she wanted to she’d been fucking everything for
miles around, apparently it had been going on for some time too before I found
out the day I came home early from a race in Italy. One of the sponsors had
sent me home in his private jet which had cut my trip in almost half so the
bitch had not been expecting me to say the least, neither had her cousin and
his canine friend, sick fucking shit. I’d run to the bathroom and puked my guts
up before I remembered where I kept my gun and started firing lead. I’m glad I
hadn’t hit anyone now but back then I was pissed the fuck off that I’d missed.
    There had been
tears and recriminations but I’d shut down, I didn’t want to hear fuck all from
her mouth and if she hadn’t left when she had there’s a good chance I would’ve
killed her that night. I’d never been so disgusted in my life and throughout my
travels I’ve seen some sick shit. Each time the memory came back of what I’d
seen on that bed I’d gotten sick to my stomach. Burning the bed in the backyard
hadn’t done much to erase it from my mind, and neither had moving into a hotel
for the time being. The house had been a rental while our dream house was being
built or I would’ve burnt that shit down too probably. Her father had tried
talking to me but I had nothing but disdain for his hypocritical ass, had it
been anyone else but his precious daughter caught with a dog’s dick in her ass
he would’ve pontificated from the pulpit for a month of Sundays. Then again I
had no idea what story she’d given him to explain my sudden hatred. No, hatred
wasn’t the word I’m not sure there was a word in the English language to
describe what I felt for her.
    At the divorce
hearing it came to light that they’d been fucking each other since they were
kids and she didn’t see it as cheating since he was her cousin and they’d
alwayqs been doing it. I asked the judge cool as a cucumber if there wasn’t some
kind of special dispensation that would allow me to cut her fucking head off
and get away with it, after which I asked her if she’d been fucking the family
dog since then too. Nasty bitch. She’d had the nerve to