A Divorce He Regrets

Chapter 208:

“Fuck, Alex!” she cried, arching even higher off the bed. “I need you,” she gasped between ragged breaths. “I need you now!” Her hips ground against me desperately.

“Good. I was starting to think I was the only one going crazy here,” I chuckled, shoving my pants down with shaky hands, my need for her overwhelming.

She giggled, biting her lip in a way that drove me wild. “You make me insane, you know that, right?” I whispered before settling on my knees.

“Not crazy enough if you still have—”

She didn’t get to finish before I slammed into her, finally giving her what we’d both been craving all night.

“Yes!” she screamed, meeting every thrust with her own desperate movements.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you so much,” I groaned, pulling out only to drive back into her before I was fully withdrawn. She was so wet it was maddening. I moved with reckless need, matching her rhythm, our hips grinding together in perfect sync.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, her juices coating every inch of my dick. Her cries, every gasp and moan, pulled me deeper, but the sight of her face—flushed, desperate—was what pushed me over the edge. And boy, did I jump right off.

“I’m cumming!” she cried, her mouth hanging open, caught between a moan and a scream. Her walls clenched around me, a near-painful grip, her legs tightening around my waist as her fingers twisted in my hair, threatening to pull it out.

I drove into her harder, faster, chasing my own release as she teetered on the brink beneath me. Dots danced in my vision, my body tensing as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter. Her cries grew louder, more frantic.

“Fuck!” I shouted as she arched against me, grinding to meet every thrust, wild with need.

“Alex!” she screamed one final time, her entire body shuddering as her climax ripped through her.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I chanted, my own release crashing over me, draining every last ounce of energy I had left. I pistoned into her like a madman—maybe I was.

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Cradling her face, I locked onto her gaze, loving the way she looked at me—admiration, hunger, something deeper. With the last of my strength, I pushed her over the edge one more time before collapsing beside her.

“Really missed you,” I managed to say, my voice rough.

“I may have missed you a little,” she chuckled, curling into my shoulder. I pulled her close, savoring the rhythm of her breathing until sleep finally took me.

The sharp trill of a phone shattered the haze of sleep. I tried to ignore it, but the buzzing only grew more insistent. Sheets rustled, footsteps padded across the floor, and then—silence.

Blinking my eyes open, I found Raina standing there, phone in hand. The sleepiness vanished in an instant when I saw her expression—her frown, the distant focus in her eyes as she stared at the wall behind me. Something was wrong.

“Raina, what’s wrong?”

RAINA

Just one break. That was all I’d asked for. One moment of respite where I could breathe without the chaos clawing at me. But, of course, life had other plans.

My phone shrilled on the nightstand, its vibration cutting through the stillness. I groaned, reaching over to grab it before the noise woke Alex.

“Faith?” I mumbled into the receiver, rubbing my eyes in an attempt to scrub the sleep from them.

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