Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

The sound of waves gently brushing the shore fills my ears as the private jet begins its descent. | glance out the

window and gasp softly.

We're flying over what looks like a perfect painting, clear blue waters, palm trees swaying in the breeze, and an

island that seems untouched by the rest of the world.

"Alex..." | turn to him. "This place is beautiful."

He doesn't respond at first. He just stares atwith that sheated look that's been burning through me

since we left the hotel. My center is sore from how much sex we've had but my cunt can't help but throb when

he looks atlike he wants to devouragain and again.

"The island's nice," he says finally, kissing my collar bone. "But not as beautiful as my wife."

I roll my eyes, though my heart is doing flips in my chest.

"How cheesy."

"You love it." He reaches out and lifts my hand, placing a kiss on my ring finger.

| do love it. Every part of him. Especially when he drops that cold front and lets himself be soft with me.

We land shortly after, and | can barely take it all in fast enough. The air is warm, thick with the smell of ocean

breeze and exotic flowers.

"WelcMr and Mrs King." An older looking gentleman wearing a suit smiles at us as he opens the door of the

private car for us.

"Thank you." I smile at him while my husband, who apparently thinks anything positive is weakness, just nods.

The private car whisks us to a luxurious beachfront villa, the kind that probably costs more per night than my

entire college education.

The moment we step inside, I'm speechless.

White curtains float in the soft wind, the wide glass doors opening to a private infinity pool that stretches toward

the ocean. The bed is king-sized, draped in white linen, and surrounded by candles already lit.

"You did all this?" | ask softly.

Alex shrugs, like it's no big deal. "I wanted it to be perfect. Do you like it?"

| stare at him, my heart aching in the best way. "It is. Like it? | love it!"

He doesn't respond. Instead, he givesa smile as he walks over to me, his fingers toying with the strap of my

sundress.

"We have five days. No work. No interruptions. No people."

"No clothes?" | ask, half-joking.

His smirk is pure heat. “Let's make it eight days because you'll need to recover from how sore this sweet pussy

will be." He cups it, making my breath catch.

His fingers press against the thin fabric of my panties, strokingwith a knowing touch that makes my knees

weaken.

"Already wet for me?" he murmurs against my throat, his voice thick with desire. "I haven't even tasted you yet,

and you're soaked."

"I can't help it," | whisper, my voice breathless. "You look atlike you want to eatalive."

He chuckles biting on my earlobe. "That's exactly what I'm going to do."

He liftslike | weigh nothing and laysgently on the bed, peeling the sundress from my body inch by inch.

His eyes never leave mine as they glow with that mix of hunger and possession that remindsthat | belong to

no one but him.

He spreads my legs, settling between them like he's been waiting for this all day.

"You're perfect here," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the inside of my thigh. "Mine."

Then he licks me, in one slow, hot stroke of his tongue from bottom to top that makes my back arch off the bed.

| cry out, gripping the sheets as his hands clamp firmly around my thighs, keepingwide open for his mouth.

"Fuck, baby," he groans, his breath hot against my slick folds. "So fucking sweet."

He dives in like a man starved, his tongue lapping, lips sucking and his nose buried against me.

"Alex, please..."

He growls against me, and the vibration sends a jolt of heat straight through me.

"Say my nlike that again and I'll make you con my face." He promises as his tongue circles m clit

slowly, then fast, alternating until I'm moaning and writhing beneath him. s

He knows my body too well, he knows the exact pressure, the exact rhythm that makestick.

"You love being mine, don't you?" he rasps, his eyes flicking up while his wet mouth gleams with me. "You love

when | ruin you with my mouth."

"Yes," | pant. "Yes, don't stop, please don't stop." | pull in his hair as | ride his face.

| grind against his mouth, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in my belly. His tongue flicks over my clit as his

grip on my thighs turns bruising and possessive. My thighs tremble and my vision blurs.

"Alex! I'm gonna....! Ohhh that feels so good!"

He growls intolike he wants to drag the orgasm from my soul, like he won't be satisfied until | fall apart for

him.

| shatter with a cry, my hips jerking

and heat crashing throughin pulsing waves My hands twistar

twistinis,

hair, my back arching off the bed as | cso hard | forget where | am.

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When | collapse back against the bed, breathless and limp, he finally lifts his head. His mouth is glistening with

me, his jaw is slick, his pupils blown wide with hunger.

He strips his shirt off in one smooth motion, tossing it somewhere behind him.

| don't get a second to breathe before he's crawling over me, dragging my leg up around his waist, the head of

his cock pressing right against my entrance.

"No teasing?" | whisper, while holding back a moan.

He leans down, brushing his lips against mine. "No baby, | need to fuck you so deep you'll carry Rayen's sibling

by tomorrow."

And then, without warning, thrusts into me. Hard and deep, all the way to the hilt in one smooth stroke.

| cry out, my nails clawing at his back, while my eyes roll to the back of my head. "Yes! Oh yes! Just like that!"

"Fuck, baby you're so tight." He growls low in my ear, setting a brutal pace, his hips slamming into mine with

wet, punishing slaps.

"You feel that?" he hisses, his voice wrecked. "This is what you do to me. Tight and perfect. So fucking made for

me."

Every stroke knocks the air from my lungs. I'm moaning uncontrollably, lost in the delicious drag of him inside

me.

"This pussy is mine," he bites out, gripping my jaw so I look at him. "Say it."

"It's yours," | gasp, my legs tightening around his waist. "Only yours."

He curses, lowering his mouth to my throat, biting just hard enough to makeshudder.

Then he shifts his angle, grinding intountil | scream again, my second orgasm barreling towardlike a

freight train.

"That's it," he groans. "Cforagain, baby. Soak my fucking cock."

My body obeys before my mind catches up.Pleasure rips throughin a white- hot flash. | clamp around him,

crying his nas | cundone all over again. "One more, baby. Giveone more." He circles my clit as he

continues to move. "Alex, | can't." | cry out as the pleasure starts to build.

He's givenmore orgasms in these three days than I've ever had my entire life. "Just one more baby." His

voice is husky and low with desire as he picks up his pace.

My third hitsmakingshake as | cundone.

Alex doesn't last long after that. He

drives intoa few more savage

times before he growls my nlike a plea and spits deep inside me, his hips jerking and his teeth gritted as he

empties himself.

belongs to s

When he collapses over me, his breathing is hard as he wraps his arms around