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throat, and his voice beside her ear became hoarse. “Well, I am now.”
His hand travelled to the nape of her neck to draw her closer. His tongue stroked in and out of her mouth while swirling against hers. Before she knew it, her shirt was off and bra unhooked. Tyler was a pro at undressing, her and himself. Naked, he slid inside her in one smooth stroke.
The anger seemed to drive her, her actions more aggressive as she thrust to meet his demands. Disappointingly, his climax came immediately. He pumped slowly after his seed had spilled into her heated core and began to stroke her. “Come for me,” he whispered. “I want to feel you pulse.”
She arched her hips forward, clasping onto his broad shoulders. “Yes,” she moaned. “Yesss.”
* * * *
The night of Jayden’s recital, time had run out. Her parents paced the living room, while Jenna watched the minute hand inch closer to the deadline.
“ Should we assume that Tyler will meet us there?” her dad asked her sympathetically. He knew how important this night was to Jayden and could see the heartbreak in her eyes.
Jenna nodded. Kneeling down to Jayden’s level, she placed her hands on either side of his shoulders and tried to comfort him. “Don’t worry, Jayden; I’m sure Dad will be there. He said he would, and it’s still not too late.”
She’d tried Tyler’s office and cell number several times. Jayden’s class was one of the last to perform but still no Tyler. The empty chair beside her was distracting, and her mother kept looking at her in sympathy. She tried to smile and hated feeling like they pitied her.
Jayden was priceless, while Jenna was too emotional. Her father took over the videotaping. She laughed so hard that she’d cried as Jayden’s voice carried through the whole gymnasium. Was he singing or yelling? He was so cute.
“You were amazing, Jayden, and we have it all on tape thanks to Poppa,” she told him with a hug. “We’ll show Dad later, and I’m sure he’s sorry that he missed it all.”
At home that night, she replayed the recital over and over again. Her parents retired to the guest room shortly after Jayden drifted to sleep, while she waited for Tyler to return. It had been an emotional night. Pausing the DVD player, she rubbed her eyes feeling tired herself.
She was at home and could see Tyler’s car in the driveway. She smiled at the surprise of having him home during the middle of the day.
The house seemed empty, so she started walking around to look for him. Just as she was about to call out his name, she heard noises coming from upstairs and went to investigate.
The door to their bedroom was left open a crack. She couldn’t see clearly and pushed the door open, only to find him with Alex again.
She nodded her head, feeling stupid. Her instinct told her that something was going on. He’d lied, and she was too angry this time to cry. “Get out!” she screamed.
Alex smiled, taunting her.
“ Jenna, I can explain.” Tyler rushed forward. He grabbed for her, but she pushed him away, walking out as fast as she could.
She ran down the stairs, but tripped over her feet when he caught up to her. Falling face first, she cried out in pain.
Tyler rushed to her aid, but she kept pushing him away, disgusted with herself and him. She made it outside only to collapse on the front lawn. She couldn’t walk anymore.
Alex watched from the window upstairs. Her face lit up with a smile as she looked down at Jenna and Tyler. Tyler’s face hovered over her with worry, then he whispered, “I am so sorry.”
She woke up with a gasp and bolted upright, caressing her stomach.
“ Looks like I missed an amazing recital.” Tyler sat at the end of the couch and looked away from the T.V. towards her.
“ You did.”
He moved closer, and she inched away. “Jenna, I had every intention of being there. It’s just—”
He tried to explain, but she interrupted him. “I’m not in the mood to argue tonight. My
His hand travelled to the nape of her neck to draw her closer. His tongue stroked in and out of her mouth while swirling against hers. Before she knew it, her shirt was off and bra unhooked. Tyler was a pro at undressing, her and himself. Naked, he slid inside her in one smooth stroke.
The anger seemed to drive her, her actions more aggressive as she thrust to meet his demands. Disappointingly, his climax came immediately. He pumped slowly after his seed had spilled into her heated core and began to stroke her. “Come for me,” he whispered. “I want to feel you pulse.”
She arched her hips forward, clasping onto his broad shoulders. “Yes,” she moaned. “Yesss.”
* * * *
The night of Jayden’s recital, time had run out. Her parents paced the living room, while Jenna watched the minute hand inch closer to the deadline.
“ Should we assume that Tyler will meet us there?” her dad asked her sympathetically. He knew how important this night was to Jayden and could see the heartbreak in her eyes.
Jenna nodded. Kneeling down to Jayden’s level, she placed her hands on either side of his shoulders and tried to comfort him. “Don’t worry, Jayden; I’m sure Dad will be there. He said he would, and it’s still not too late.”
She’d tried Tyler’s office and cell number several times. Jayden’s class was one of the last to perform but still no Tyler. The empty chair beside her was distracting, and her mother kept looking at her in sympathy. She tried to smile and hated feeling like they pitied her.
Jayden was priceless, while Jenna was too emotional. Her father took over the videotaping. She laughed so hard that she’d cried as Jayden’s voice carried through the whole gymnasium. Was he singing or yelling? He was so cute.
“You were amazing, Jayden, and we have it all on tape thanks to Poppa,” she told him with a hug. “We’ll show Dad later, and I’m sure he’s sorry that he missed it all.”
At home that night, she replayed the recital over and over again. Her parents retired to the guest room shortly after Jayden drifted to sleep, while she waited for Tyler to return. It had been an emotional night. Pausing the DVD player, she rubbed her eyes feeling tired herself.
She was at home and could see Tyler’s car in the driveway. She smiled at the surprise of having him home during the middle of the day.
The house seemed empty, so she started walking around to look for him. Just as she was about to call out his name, she heard noises coming from upstairs and went to investigate.
The door to their bedroom was left open a crack. She couldn’t see clearly and pushed the door open, only to find him with Alex again.
She nodded her head, feeling stupid. Her instinct told her that something was going on. He’d lied, and she was too angry this time to cry. “Get out!” she screamed.
Alex smiled, taunting her.
“ Jenna, I can explain.” Tyler rushed forward. He grabbed for her, but she pushed him away, walking out as fast as she could.
She ran down the stairs, but tripped over her feet when he caught up to her. Falling face first, she cried out in pain.
Tyler rushed to her aid, but she kept pushing him away, disgusted with herself and him. She made it outside only to collapse on the front lawn. She couldn’t walk anymore.
Alex watched from the window upstairs. Her face lit up with a smile as she looked down at Jenna and Tyler. Tyler’s face hovered over her with worry, then he whispered, “I am so sorry.”
She woke up with a gasp and bolted upright, caressing her stomach.
“ Looks like I missed an amazing recital.” Tyler sat at the end of the couch and looked away from the T.V. towards her.
“ You did.”
He moved closer, and she inched away. “Jenna, I had every intention of being there. It’s just—”
He tried to explain, but she interrupted him. “I’m not in the mood to argue tonight. My
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