Page 123 of Chosen Road

Fuck, it felt good to be wanted. Desired.

I kissed her back for a moment, then her taste and the wetness of her mouth registered and curdled my stomach.

I tore my mouth away and stepped back.

No. Even if Amber and I were over, Jacqueline was not the answer, although she was inarguably beautiful, and it would be so easy to lose myself in her for a few minutes.

She dropped to her knees, and the sight of a woman on her knees before me sent the dominant inside me roaring to life.

She unbuckled my belt and slid my zipper down.

It didn’t have to be forever. It had been so long since I’d been touched by someone who wanted to touch me.

Did she think this was going to be the start of something?

I fisted my hand in her hair and pulled it tight. This would be no gentle lovemaking.

She gasped and her eyelids slid to half mast as she reached inside my pants. Disgust rolled over me, disgust for her, me, and Amber as well. What the hell were we doing?

Never mind, what the hell was I doing? Jacqueline’s hair felt all kinds of wrong. I began to disentangle my fingers from her hair when she pulled out my half hard cock and took it to the back of her throat.

Ah, fuck, that’s good. My head fell back as blood rushed to engorge the head and I thrust into her warm, willing, mouth. I tipped my chin down to look into eyes that were the wrong colour, eyes that looked slyly into mine, and I slid myself from her mouth.

She grasped my hips in an effort to keep me close, but I quickly stepped back. She fell forward onto her hands as I tucked my rapidly softening dick back into my pants.

“I don’t want you, Jacqueline.”

“You did!”

I indicated my now flaccid cock. “Does this seem like I want you?”

She pushed herself back up to her knees. “You did want me. And I know you and Amber are having problems. We could be good together!”

Aw, fuck. What a fuckin’ mess.

“No. I wanted sex. Just not from you. I’ve gotta get out of here. We’ll talk to Nick, figure out how to fix this fucking mess.”

I can’t believe I stuck my dick in another woman’s mouth. What the actual fuck was I thinking? Leave Amber? Ha. No. Never. We’d get back on track. If she could forgive me for this.

My stomach pitched and rolled.

Jacqueline followed me down the hall, clutching her blouse in front of her chest. “No, no! I won’t do anything again! I promise!”

Sun shining through the fucking windows, the whole world carrying on outside and I’m trapped in someone else’s fucking house with a naked woman who can’t fucking take no for an answer. And I put my fucking dick in her mouth. Fuck.

“Enough!” I roared. “This is never fucking going to happen. And I won’t work with you again.”

I spun away. The sight of her made me sick. Amber. I had to get to Amber. I could fix us; I know I could.

My chest tightened with anxiety. It happened a lot lately. No fucking wonder.

Honey, I’m coming.

Rounding the kitchen, the front door only a few steps away, a sharp pain stole my breath, and I went down.

My mind snapped back to the present as I shot up in bed, my breath coming in sharp pants.

Shocked, I swung my feet around to the floor and sat forward, resting my face in my hands.

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