The Affair: a New Adult Romance novelette

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he confessed as he looked around our home.
    It was shocking to hear him say that I deserved more than I thought I was lucky to have.
    “You’re still my jock,” I said with a smile.
    He shrugged his shoulders, which were seemingly heavier than his body weight. “I want to be your jock. I really do.”
    Chills ran down my spine as he stared into eyes that still wore the glittery smoky eye shadow from the night before. Since Sabrina was in a funk, I was forced to purchase my own makeup, watch some YouTube vids, and attempt to do it myself.
    I had managed to do an okay job.
    But to Tyler, it must have been a work of art - either that or the tattered emotions that we were marinating in made him overtly emotional. He cupped my face and kissed me so softly. I fell into the nurturing and protective embrace that flowed from him.
    He stopped kissing for a moment. He simply looked deep into my eyes. That stare sent chills running all over me. Tyler had always been the most beautiful man to me. Shamefully, I had allowed someone else to make me forget that. But no more. As he pressed the play button to our kiss, he was more beautiful than ever before.
    His muscular arms raised my petite frame and guided my body down onto the sofa. Instantly heat raced to my core as he slowly stripped away the old high school gym shorts that I was wearing. His fingertips traced my skin as he traveled down the length of my legs. My nipples hardened, escaping the sports bra that was supposed to cover them. He gently spread my legs open and caressed my sex. Instantly, my back arched. My head bore down into the sofa seat as he planted his face amongst my core and slammed his lips against my clitoris, sucking it to life. A gasp left my lips when he moaned in delight. He pinched my nipple as he continued to suckle my love button. A moan left my lips as his tongue flicked my clitoris aggressively and rapidly. His hand left my nipple and assisted the other in grabbing my hips, guiding them in movement as if he was showing my hive how to grind against his face. I fought the urge to burst as his tongue danced passionately and vulgarly with my sex.
    I reached down and grabbed his short blond hair. In response, he sucked my clit back into his mouth. I fought the urge to howl at the sun. He assaulted my wet sex with a sweet, sensual attack until an orgasm threatened to arrive. Just as my walls clinched and were ready to burst and quench his thirst, he retreated. I was actually sad. I opened my eyes curiously and was met with the sight of his exposed cock; long, throbbing, with veins ready to burst. The feeling of it pressing against my flowing opening was thrilling. Again, my eyes closed, my back arched, and my head pressed against the couch cushion.
    I was completely spent as he delivered incredible, breathtaking blows to my draining passage. Just when I thought that I had reached the peak of ecstasy, he grabbed my ass cheeks and began to rhythmically slam his hardness against my core.
    “God,” he growled, causing my eyes to flutter open.
    My eyes fell upon a dark peach muscular body that escaped the tank that he didn’t bother to remove. Sweat began to collect on his forehead. His eyes were dark with desire, giving him that mysterious essence that had originally made me fall for him.
    He played hide and go seek with my orgasm. It hid deep inside my tight, flowing juices, and his iron dagger chased it intently.
    He began to pant. I stared into his eyes as he bit his lips and his face distorted with pleasure.
    “Shit,” he cursed.
    With a seductive whine, I encouraged him. “Cum on, baby.”
    With a hard thrust, he exploded.
    “Arrrrgh!”
    He gripped my thighs, causing them to redden, as he fought the tension of the intense release.
    His breathing began to slow as the last of his juices drained.
    We looked at one another. Our smiles were giddy, bashful, and new. For once, I felt the intense intimacy that I used to, that I had yearned for, that I had so

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