A Divorce He Regrets

Chapter 314:

She sat up, pulling me with her until I was flush against her body. My original plan had been to pleasure her without fucking her tonight—but clearly, she had other ideas.

“I’ll give you all the pleasure you want, baby. Just relax for me, okay?”noveldrama

“I love your tongue inside me, but I need you to fuck me, Alex. Now!” Her demand left no room for argument. Who was I to deny my queen?

I guided my cock to her entrance, pausing just long enough to search her eyes for confirmation. But she answered by locking her legs around me and yanking me forward, forcing me deep inside her. The slide was effortless, her slick arousal coating me in seconds.

“Fuck!”

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My thighs had never been this sore. Alex was an animal last night. I smiled at the memory. It was ironic because he was still gentle with me. He’d been scared off easily because of the baby, but thankfully, he grew out of that fear.

He had his arm draped over my belly protectively. I turned my head to the side to face him. His lips were shut, and they were slightly parted in a soft snore. They were a bit swollen and red from how hard I’d bit into them. I just couldn’t get enough of him.

My thumbs grazed over them. It must have been painful. I grimaced at the thought of hurting him just for my pleasure.

Maybe I was the animal here.

He stirred but didn’t wake. I thought about staying longer in bed with him, but I had things to do. While everyone wanted to protect me, it was my responsibility to protect them as well. I’d thought long and hard about this. I would take Nathan down if it was the last thing I did.

What I was about to do was something we should have done sooner, had they not insisted on getting more evidence. Trying to do that proved chaotic because the bastard got away with too much. But not anymore. Never again.

I slid out of bed and pulled the covers over Alex before grabbing my phone to make a call.

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Two things were at war in my mind. What if this backfired? And what if I didn’t do anything, but it turned out to be the very thing that could save us all?

“They’ll hate me for sure, but I need to do this. I have to try…” I said to myself. I only said it to convince myself that this was the right thing to do. I headed for the bathroom and scrolled through my contacts before finding his name.

Detective Carter.

I dialed the number, placed the phone to my ear, and waited.

“What a surprise, Miss Graham. Or should I say, Mrs. Sullivan now? That’s what I should call you, right?”

I scowled at myself for forgetting that this man was an arrogant piece of work. How did he even know about this?

Sure, people in the company knew, but I was sure the media hadn’t picked up on it yet. Otherwise, the tabloids would have had a story plastered all over the place.

“Whichever is fine, Detective…” I sighed as though he were right in front of me.

“Well then, what is it I can do for you, ma’am?” he replied.

“I want to file a report on someone. And I think you’d be interested in this case…” I kept my voice as low as possible. I had no intention of letting Alex find out about my plans before they even began. He wouldn’t help but rat me out to Dom. I didn’t need that right now.

“That would depend on what you have…” the arrogant ass spoke. I didn’t need to see his face to know what expression was plastered on his stupid face.

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