A.J. Kinsey knew he was never meant to love until he meets the one woman he'll break all the Cheaters Club rules for...even if it leaves him broken.
written by @MarriedtoArod
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The next couple of days are filled with a schedule booked solid with clients. Holden wasn't kidding when he said he had a waitlist for me.
And I can't get enough.
Silky, smooth skin wrapped around every inch of my body, cries of pleasure ending with my name, and the taste of desire on my lips. Every woman that walks through my door has her own story, and I have gladly been able to guide her down the path she wants or hold on and let her lead the way.
Caroline, my last client of the afternoon, crawls across the rumpled sheets toward me. She's dressed, but the loose buttons of her blouse expose the perfect breasts I had my mouth on minutes ago. Caroline stops in front of me and rises to her knees then twists her black locks into a bun. For a woman twice my age, she's pure perfection. I don't get how someone like her could end up in a sexless marriage.
"Thank you." She closes the space between us and whispers against my lips.
I rest against the headboard, naked, only the sheet half-covering me. And wait.
Caroline's deep brown eyes search mine. This is what I love about an older woman—she's not afraid to take control. The heat she builds between us rises with each second, and she has no intention of pulling away. Damn, those lips, and that body. The woman can fuck.
And she knows it.
It isn't until the blood rushing to my lower extremities causes the sheet, hiding my lower half, to rise like a circus tent. Caroline makes her move. Her lipstick stained lips curve into a smile, and she brushes teasing kisses along my mouth. I groan—I'm ready to take her again.
"I don't want you to forget me before I see you next."
"Impossible."
A thoughtful smile spreads across Caroline's face when she sits back on her knees. She studies me for a long moment before she speaks. "She'll be lucky."
"Pardon?"
"The girl you fall for."
I chuckle. "Stuff like that doesn't happen to me."
"They all say that."
I cock an eyebrow at her.
"Some men, the ones that don't understand why anyone would ever settle down, that think sex is what equates happiness. They don't escape it either—there's always one that gets to them."
I've had enough hurt in my life thanks to my mother. I don't need to give the opportunity to someone else to reopen the tear in my heart—I can live without love, but I can't live with pain.
"You're right." I grin and grab Caroline's wrist, drawing her into me. "And I got her right here in my bed."
She giggles and shoves at my chest until she untangles herself from my grasp. "A.J., save your bad lines for the young ones. I'm too old for that bullshit." Caroline climbs out of bed, straightens her blouse, and slips on her shoes. "But I appreciate it."
