Secret Mistress Lover

His touch was like a drug that I couldn't get enough of, those eyes piercing into mine, and when he kisses it's like something I never had before.

Blake wouldn't have touched me like this, he never did anything like this in years, the spark between us faded away from the marriage, and when Hendrix and Kyrie were born there wasn't any effort... But with Alan, it's like he sweetened the gloom away and replaced what was missing.

Alan turned my face towards him making me drown in his golden light brown eyes saying things that were known to just spill out our mouths "This feels so right but is so wrong" knowing what he said is true. "But something's that are wrong that makes life worth it's wild" With that said he dove down roughly kissing my sweet spot of a neck and trailing it all the way down to my waist.

The feeling of those eyes watching me but doesn't have a care in world... It stops everything around me making everything just doesn't exist of what surprise is happening, the sounds of our moans just disappear when Alan's nose touches my clit and his fingers oh so slowly trace up and down my inner thigh, my toes couldn't curl anymore than they were