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Bed on Fire 18



Jackson 


It’s early in the morning when I wake up and find myself alone in the bed. I’m hard for her. My cock dying to get back inside of her. 


We didn’t talk anymore last night. We didn’t have sex again like we normally would have. I just held her like she needed me to until she fell asleep in my arms.  Maybe it was wrong of me to make love to her so soon. I didn’t know what was going on in her head. And especially because her ex boyfriend had just physically assaulted her. But I’d asked , made sure it’s what she wanted. But maybe it was my fault for even asking. I run a hand through my hair and get up. Pulling on my boxer briefs and make my way out to where I can hear her in the kitchen.  


I stop in my tracks and the attempt at willing my cock to go down fails miserably. 


Peyton is in nothing but a pair of white cotton panties , standing at the kitchen counter , plating two dishes of food. My breath is stuck somewhere in my chest as I take her in. Her breasts hanging and sitting perfectly on her chest. Her nipples slightly peaked. Her hair still in disarray but piled up into a messy nest ontop of her head. She’s stunning. Perfect. So fucking beautiful. And I even four years later I still can’t explain why I let my secretary tempt me. How did I fuck up so badly? Look at her. I tell myself. You hurt her. You hurt that gorgeous fucking woman who loved you more than you ever fucking deserved. I’d truly never forgive myself for it. Even if Peyton has. I’ll know how much I hurt the only woman that’s meant anything to me. And she means everything to me. Yet. I still fucking did it. And the worst part was. I had no reason to. My wife was crazy. But I fucking loved it. I loved loving her. She made life so fucking worth it. 


“You gonna stare at my ass or come eat breakfast ?” She asks and my throat chokes up. Because with that little comment it reminds me of all the mornings we had together. And just for a moment it feels like I didn’t royally fuck up and that I haven’t lost her at all. 


She turns and looks at me. 


“I don’t want to talk this morning Jackson. I just want to feed you. Then fuck you.” She says and my dick fucking throbs but my heart fucking breaks. 


“We should talk Peyton” I say. 


“Well I just told you I don’t fucking want to. So sit. “ she nods to the table and picks up the plates and walks them over. 


I smile slightly. God I’ve missed her fucking attitude. And I’m just grateful I didn’t ruin her completely. That she’s still her. 


“Whatever you say baby” I say and walk over to the table. 


“Mhm” she hums and then pulls out my chair and I go to sit down. 


“Kiss me good morning” she says as I’m half way into the chair and I stand. 


Her hands go to my chest and her breasts brush my bare chest and I dip down. 


“Good morning little devil” I say softly and kiss her mouth and her hands slip behind my neck and her arms wrap around my neck. Her tits pressing harder to my chest and I groan. 


“I don’t want to wake up another single day without you beside me” she says and I swallow hard. 


“I’m still….i don’t know….but Im so sick of punishing myself for something I didn’t do” she says. I nod. 


“I’m mad at you.” She says and I nod. 


“But…I love you” she says and I reach up, palming the back of her head and press my forehead to hers. 


“I love you too” I exhale. 


“I’m still crazy”she exhales and I smile slightly and nod. 


“But I’m only crazy when it comes to you” she says and I nod again. 


“I’m not done punishing you for hurting me, and I don’t know that I ever will be, are you okay with that?” She asks and I nod multiple times. 


“Punish me forever, just be wife again Peyton” I say and she looks down at her hand on my chest and I do too and my dick fucking pulses seeing her wedding bands. 


“Don’t make me regret giving us another chance Jackson, because I’ll fucking die if you hurt me again. I can’t go through that again” she says. 


“I won’t” I say my voice shaking and my hands grabbing her face. 


“Don’t promise it. Just prove it.” She says and I nod. 


“I’ll prove it baby” I say and she steps back and I pull her back to me and kiss her again. 


“Eat your breakfast.” She says pulling back and the going to her seat. 

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