Ex-Husband's Regret

Gabe.

I wake up with a groan and my dick is as hard as granite. Fuck, when I decided to sign a marriage contract with Harper, I had not counted on how hard it would be. I didn't count on how she would affect me. I had the worst case of blue balls, and my dick screamed from how painfully hard it was.

Getting out of my bed, I walk the small distance to the bathroom, my cock pointing the way. I still don't know how the fuck this is possible. I mean, I'm not a fucking teen boy who can't control his desires. I can't even remember the last time I woke up with a boner. Yet it hasn't even been a month since Harper came back, yet I'm acting like a damn school boy.

I honestly don't even know how this is possible. I don't get how she can affect me when she never did before. Apart from her curves and attitude, she's still the same Harper I knew before, so I don't understand why she now affects me so much.

Pushing those thoughts to the back of my mind, I step into the shower. My cold water can help take care of my very hard problem.

Minutes later, I get out of the shower still hard and so fucking frustrated. I know it's probably been way more than thirty minutes. The longest shower I've ever had while alone.

Toweling off, I head to my bedroom, not bothering to cover up. It was almost six in the morning, so I wasn't afraid that Lilly would accidentally walk into my room unannounced. If she has noticed that her parents aren't sleeping together, I don't know, because she hasn't said a word.

Sitting on my bed, legs spread open, I grab my dick in a hard and tight fist. I haven't done this in a long time. I haven't had the need to since I wasn't bed partners to take care of things.

Her image flashes behind my closed eyes, shocking me to the core. I had not planned on thinking of her, but the moment I closed my eyes she's all I could see.

A groan leaves my mouth when an image of tits bouncing up and down while she's riding me takes root in my mind, becoming clearer and clearer as seconds pass.

I could almost taste, and I could almost feel her wet pussy as it easily slid down on my dick. I could almost feel just how tight she is and how fucking good she felt as her pussy walls gripped me tightly. My thrusts become hard as I push up to slam inside her over and over. I grab her hips, holding her steady as I pound her, completely forgetting that she's the one in control. That she's supposed to be riding. I feel the familiar tingling down my spine. There's an anticipation as my balls start to throb and tighten with each and every stroke.

"Gabriel-"

At first, I think I was imagining her voice, but at the sound of the door opening, my eyes snaps open.

Harper was standing at the door, her eyes wide with shock. She seems paralyzed, as her eyes move from my face to my dick.

I don't know why, but I don't stop. I keep eye contact with her as I continue to pump my cock, groaning as the buildup continues to rise. My eyes fall to her chest, she was still wearing her fucking nighties that kept driving me insane.

The image in my head changes and I imagine myself cuming all over her tits. My balls tighten, and I close my eyes as I feel my climax travel all the way from my balls to the tip of my cock. Within seconds, I'm cumming, and it has never felt better.

I milk my dick and when I'm done, I open my eyes. The door was now closed and Harper was nowhere to be seen. Getting up, I clean myself up before putting my suit on.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

I can't say that I'm embarrassed that she saw me, though I know it would surprise her if she knew she was the one I was imagining.

Sighing, I leave my room and go to hers. I knock and minutes later, she opens it, her eyes wide.

"Why aren't you ready yet?" I asked, while snapping my cufflinks into place. "We should be having breakfast right now."

"I-I" she stammered, seeming like she was having a hard time forming a sentence.

"I admit I got distracted," I said with a smirk. "But we'll be late if you don't hurry up."

She seemed flushed. I grin, not really sure if it's because she's embarrassed she caught me in the act or something else. Either way, I don't mind she saw me jerking off. "I don't think this is a good idea," she finally managed to say the words.

"And why is that?"

"Because-" she tries to come up with a reason, but she fails.

"If this is about what you saw-" her cheeks turn into a deep shade of pink.

"No it's not," she cuts me off, though her stammering voice says otherwise.

"Then working with me shouldn't be a problem, unless I affect you in some way. Is that it? You're afraid you can't stay away from me once we start working in close proximity. Are you afraid that it'll only be a matter of time before you are begging for my cock?" I goaded her.

I smile triumphantly when my words affect her.

Her fist clench. "Why you, infuriating, egoistic ass-"

I cut her off before she could finish. "Look, it doesn't matter, okay? Think about it, you want to take over Unity ventures and do a better job at running it. What better way to do that, than to learn from one of the

best?"

I see her contemplating that and also see the moment she resigns herself to the truth of my words.

"Get ready, so we can get going," I told her, and then turned around to leave after she nodded her head.

Thirty minutes later, she walked

inside the kitchen. She had little makeup on and her hair was thrown in a bun, with loose tendrils framing her face. She was wearing a silk creamy pink blouse that showed a bit of cleavage, a tight black pencil skirt that showed her

black

'fuck me' heels.

I swallow hard. Damn it, this was going to be a long two years.