A Secret Among Soulmates
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There's nothing worse than wanting the one person you can never have. Chris finds himself in that exact position with his best friend's wife, Olivia. He isn't sure when it happened but Chris can't deny that Olivia is in his thoughts all the time. When Olivia finds herself in a tough spot, Chris is right there to rescue her. Together they discover a forbidden passion that must remain secret. More
There's nothing worse than wanting the one person you can never have. Chris finds himself in that exact position with his best friend's wife, Olivia. He isn't sure when it happened but Chris can't deny that Olivia is in his thoughts all the time. When Olivia finds herself in a tough spot, Chris is right there to rescue her. He tells himself he's just helping a friend but when Olivia reveals she needs — and wants — more than just his shoulder to cry on...Chris can't refuse.
A night of passion creates a forbidden secret between two soulmates and a yearning that can never be fulfilled until the day they are free to love again.
A TEASER TASTE:
His eyes adjusted to the dim light from her nightstand and immediately his knees weakened at the sight of Olivia, standing in nothing but her glorious skin, wearing a tremulous expression.
Her breasts, round globes of perfectly shaped flesh, swollen and ripe like melons of the most succulent fruit, snagged his hungry stare and wouldn’t let go. Her hair drifted down around her shoulders, curling at the ends like dainty root tendrils searching for light, and the wide rosy areas of her areolas were capped by tight, pebbled dusky nipples that dripped with thin, sweet milk. “I’m still leaking,” she murmured, lifting her gaze to his, almost afraid. “Do I disgust you?”
“God no,” he whispered painfully, his Adam’s apple bobbing as if it were stuck in his throat. How could she ask such a thing? A woman like Olivia was hotter than Georgia asphalt in summer. Her hips, widened from the recent birth of her son, flared gently in an invitation to grip and hold and her woman’s mound was lightly furred with soft brown curls unlike so many of the women he dated who preferred to rip every shred of their curlies from their skin. In his opinion, Olivia was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. “What are you doing?” he finally found his voice to ask.
“Warren is disgusted by the changes in my body. He hasn’t touched me since before the baby was born,” she admitted in a choked whisper. “I don’t know what to believe anymore. I used to think I was an attractive woman but when Warren looks at me with such…revulsion I die a little inside and I don’t know what I did wrong. I’m so…so…lonely!”
She covered her face and sobbed, spurring Chris to gather her into his arms, no matter that she was naked as a jaybird. God damn you, Warren. He’d always been a selfish prick, hyper-focused on his own agenda even when they’d been kids. Chris had thought he’d grown out of that phase. Apparently, he hadn’t.
“Why doesn’t he want me anymore?” she cried, soaking his shirt with her tears. A warm wetness began to spread against his chest and he realized her breasts were crushed against his chest, expressing the milk from her nipples but he didn’t mind. Not one bit. He raised her tear-streaked face to stare into her blue eyes. “Listen here and you listen good…you’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever seen. If there’s a problem, it’s with Warren…not you.” She swallowed and stared up at him, their bodies fitting together quite well. Almost too well. “Ah hell, Livvie, this ain’t right holding you like this but I can’t seem to let you go.”
This approximately 5,800 word erotic short story is intended for mature readers. only. If you are not at least 18 years of age, please find something else to read.
BONUS FEATURES! An excerpt from Alexx Andria's slave series, KEPT, is at the end of this short story.