Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dear Husband, Let's Have An Open Marriage : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

~Lora~"Am I not doing it right?" I asked."No..." His voice was thick, his eyes almost watery as he looked at me. "It's the best I've had in a long time. The absolute best."My brows pulled together. "Then what is it?""It's just..." He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing. "You called me baby. I've waited a long, fucking time to hear you call me that again."A slow, wicked smirk spread across my face. "Is that so?"To punish him for stopping me, I leaned down and took a deep, hard suck right at the base, before dragging my mouth up the shaft, all the way to the crown, and burying him deep in my throat again."Ahh! Fuc... king yes, Lora!"I pulled back just enough to whisper against his hot skin. "Then I'll keep calling you baby until you get sick of it... baby.""I'll never get tired of it. Fuck. Yes. Suck me harder."I grinned against his skin, flushing myself completely between his thighs as I sucked him with everything I had. Alex bit down hard on his own knuckles, his head thrown

~Lora~"You act like you haven't seen all of this a thousand times already," I shrugged, deliberately stepping right into his space."I haven't, baby..." His voice was a breathless, ragged whisper. "Every single time, you look more... God. What’s the word?"I folded my arms over my chest, letting the water drench my hair as I waited, tilting my head with a smirk. "Still waiting for the word.""More beautiful. More intoxicating than the last time," he murmured, his hands coming up to hover just an inch away from my skin, as if he were afraid I’d melt under his touch. "It's literally killing me. Your beauty belongs in a museum, Lora. Actually, no. Fuck that. I’m going to lock you up in my own private museum, where no one else ever gets to look at you."He didn't wait for my comeback. His large, wet hands wrapped firmly around my waist, his fingers digging into my hips as he hauled me against him.The impact was electric. My breasts pressed flat against the solid, chiseled planes of hi

~Lora~Alex leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear as he delivered the words.I held my breath, my chest tight with excitement. I couldn't wait to hear whatever secret he had been holding onto all morning.Then he whispered it.My smile died instantly.The air left my lungs, cold and sudden."Be my exclusive, baby." The words echoed in my head.I blinked up at him, waiting for the punchline.It never came.Before I could stop it, a nervous, involuntary laugh escaped my throat.Why did I do that?But he didn't laugh, his expression changed, hardening into something completely different.My brow furrowed."Wait... are you serious right now?" I asked, my voice trembling.His forehead wrinkled together, and without a word, he shifted, removing his weight from me. The sudden loss of his body left me feeling completely empty, the cold air hitting my damp skin. He sat up on the edge of the bed, his back rigid. "Of course I'm serious." "I don't want one night, Lora. I don't want mem

~Lora~"Don't do this... baby, please. Don't do this to us," I breathed.All the fierce anger left my body in a single split second.The raw, aching yearning completely overtook me, heavy and sudden.I took a small step forward, trying to draw nearer to him. I was desperate to close the distance between us before the space became permanent.Alex didn't move toward me.Instead, he just slowly raised both of his large hands, keeping his palms flat out in the air.It was a silent, devastating barrier. He was telling me to back off."I'm not doing anything," he whispered.The exhaustion in his voice was so much worse than any of his shouting."This conversation is over, Lora. I laid it out for you. Clear as day. I didn't ask you to leave your husband publicly. I didn't ask you to blow up your life or face any shit."He took a deep breath, his bloodshot eyes locking onto mine."I told you that you could stay in that marriage for as long as you need to handle your business," he continued,

~Lora~Michael swallowed hard, tugging at the collar of his suit as though it had suddenly become too tight.A knot formed in my stomach.I frowned. "Please don't tell me she's pregnant."He blinked.Across from him, Ivy nearly sprayed her water. She coughed violently, pressing a hand to her chest."What?" she choked out.Heat crept up my neck."Nothing," I muttered, waving a dismissive hand. "Just tell me what it is.”"So... you know how Ivy also majored in fine arts?" Michael started, his hands moving nervously at first.I raised my brow. But he continued anyway."And how.. she specialised in fashion designing, before she went on to study business administration?"I slowly shook my head. "Mhmm-mhmm. I don't."I mean, how would I? I didn't know anything about her, and frankly, It’s none of my business."Oh. Yeah. Uhm. Right," he added, adjusting himself in his seat. He was practically vibrating with excitement. "Anyways, she just signed this huge deal for our company. But she needs