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I am slowly going to work through this story, fixing any errors, mistakes, mess ups, etc... The storyline itself will not change.



My dick swells against the zipper of my jeans, and I yank her closer, gripping her arms too tight as I slam my mouth down onto hers.

She moans, and I am desperate.

Desperate to feel her wrapped around me.

Desperate to get Bella out of my head - if only to prove to myself that I still love my wife.

I do, don't I?

I sloppily strip her out of her clothes and lay her across the counter top. Leaving my own clothes on, I push my jeans past my hips until my dick slips free, thick and so damn hard. I reach out and run my fingers through her wet pussy, shuddering when she cries out and begs me to fuck her.

Gripping her hips, I roughly jerk her forward until I'm slamming inside her, my eyes on her tits as they bounce with every thrust of my hips. I fuck her fast and hard - unforgiving. My fingers leave indentions in her tan skin, and I want to grip her harder - punish her for not caring enough.

When I close my eyes I see Bella.

Her long, dark hair.

Gorgeous brown eyes.

The way she scrunches her nose when she's teasing me.

Her sweet giggling with Max and Low.

The way she loves and nuzzles Leo.

She's everything I never knew I wanted.


I shake my head, groaning, fucking Tanya faster, harder, sweat dripping down my forehead and into my eyes.

I fuck my wife.

Not Bella.


Not my next door neighbor - who cooks me dinner most nights, who hides sweets in her house for Max and me because I'd rather eat her secret treats than deal with Tayna's bullshit, who wants me to build her a house - a house that's too far away from us - who invites me to lunch at the diner because she just wants to see me.

I don't fuck Bella - the girl next door who unknowingly crashed into my life and stole a piece of my heart.

I fuck my wife.


Squeezing my eyes tighter, I slow my thrusts, not being able to stop the images running through my head - Bella laid out beneath me, her tiny body yielding to me as her hands run up my arms, loving, caring, whispering how much she loves the feel of me inside her.

My hips stutter, and I gasp, grinding my dick inside her, mesmerized at the way she throws her head back as she comes all over me. Groaning, I follow her over the edge, coming harder than I ever have in my life.

I think I love her.


My eyes pop open at the sound of Tayna's voice, the feel of her hand running through my sweat damp hair, making me deflate instantly.

She's not Bella, and I fucking feel sick that I pretended she was.