Free Runaway Love by Pamela Washington Page A

quickly and walk away to look at myself in the mirror. I place my fingers on my lips, and Scott comes up behind me and starts kissing my neck. I feel the heat between us, the longing and desire. The need. I’ve always wanted to know how it would be to have sex with Scott, but can I really do this? Can I really betray my husband?
    “We don’t have to do this, Grace. I understand that you’re married.” I lock eyes with Scott, and I can see us like this forever. If only things were different! I turn out of Scott’s arms and sit on the bed. Scott kneels in front of me and slowly unbuttons my pants as I lie back on the bed. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I need it. I need the love from Scott that I so deeply miss. He was supposed to be my savior, not Tony. Maybe it’s time for me to give Scott the chance to prove he can be everything I need… I’m so involved in the conflicted thoughts in my head that I don’t realize Scott already has my pants and shoes off until I feel him kissing my thighs.
    “If you want me to stop, Grace, just say the word and I’ll stop.” Scott doesn’t wait for my reply, but continues kissing up my thigh until he realizes I don’t have any panties on. He lets out a low growl. I feel his warm tongue licking my pussy so slowly and with so much passion that I’m lost in ecstasy. I’m grinding my pussy into his face as he finds my clit and starts sucking on it. He grabs my hips to bring me closer to him. I start moaning, the pleasure is so incredible. Scott pulls away and looks up at me, licking his lips.
    “Don’t stop… please…” I moan out.
    “I’ve always wanted to know how you taste, and you taste so sweet. My God, you’re so fucking sweet and wet, I could be down there all day. But, I also want to explore the rest of you, baby.” My insides are screaming for his touch. Yes, this is what I’ve been missing all my life; Scott is what I’ve needed!
    Scott stands up and undoes his pants while I take off my shirt and bra. I’ve never seen Scott’s cock until now, and my mouth must’ve been open too long because he gives me a hard kiss and pushes me back down on the bed. He cock is so thick that I don’t think I’ll be able to take all of him. I crawl up on the bed to make room for him as I tell him that I want him to come in me. He kisses my neck, and I feel him pushing on my entrance. He gently places my left leg on his shoulder so he can slide into me. I pull away, but he pulls me back closer.
    “Don’t run, Grace. I’ve wanted to feel you over my cock for so long.” He waits until I catch my breath to start fucking me with long and deep strokes. I don’t know how many times I come, but I scream Scott’s name so loudly and often that my voice goes hoarse. Scott pounds into me like he’s going to lose me again, and I completely understand because today is going to be the last time this happens. Tears start to roll down my cheeks. I feel Scott beginning to reach his climax as his body tightens and he tells me he loves me as he comes inside me.
    Scott slides out and pulls me onto his chest as I cry. Am I crying because I just cheated on Tony? Or am I crying because I finally have Scott, the man whom I’ve waited to come back and save me but never did? He changed his name, moved out of the country, and left me behind! I jump out of Scott’s arm and quickly put my clothes on before I run out the door with Scott yelling for me to come back. I run out of the bed and breakfast and down the street as quickly as I can until I spot a bar. Yes, this is what I need: a place to drink and forget everything.
     

 
     
     
     
    I walk into a dark, dingy place that looks like a biker bar, and I find a spot in the corner at the bar. It’s smoky from cigars and smelly from unwashed flesh, but I don’t care - I need a drink. The long-haired bartender with a shit load of tattoos stands in front of me asking what I want to drink. I tell him I want the strongest drink they serve and