Chapter 1: Unraveling Desires
The humid air of Isabela clung to Alriq’s skin as he stepped into the dimly lit boarding house, his heart racing with anticipation. It had been weeks since he last saw Jurist, his fierce, unapologetic wife, stationed here as an officer for China Bank Savings. The moment he pushed open the door to her small, rented room, she was on him—her arms wrapping around his neck with a possessive grip, her lips crashing into his with a hunger that nearly knocked him off his feet.
“Damn, I’ve missed you, Alriq,” Jurist growled against his mouth, her voice low and dripping with intent. Her toned body pressed hard against his, the heat of her skin searing through his thin shirt. “You’ve been gone too fucking long.”
Alriq grinned, his hands sliding down to grip her firm ass, pulling her closer. “Couldn’t stay away, babe. You’ve got me hooked, and I’m starving for a taste.” His words were sharp, teasing, but the bulge in his pants was already betraying his urgency.
Jurist smirked, her dark eyes glinting with a secret he hadn’t yet uncovered. “Oh, I’ve got plenty for you to feast on,” she purred, dragging him toward the bed with a strength that reminded him she was no delicate flower. She shoved him down, straddling his hips with a commanding presence. “But let’s see if you can keep up.”
Their mouths collided again, a battle of tongues and teeth, each fighting for dominance. Alriq’s hands roamed her curves, tugging at her tight blouse until buttons popped, revealing the lace of her bra barely containing her full breasts. “Fuck, Jurist, you’re killing me,” he panted, his voice rough with need.
She laughed, a wicked sound that sent a shiver down his spine. “You ain’t seen nothing yet, lover boy.” Her fingers worked fast, yanking his shirt over his head, nails scraping down his chest as she ground her hips against his growing hardness. “You’re already so fucking hard for me. Bet you’ve been jerking off thinking about this pussy, haven’t you?”
“Every damn night,” Alriq shot back, his smirk matching hers as he flipped her onto her back, pinning her wrists above her head. “But now I’m gonna remind you who you belong to.” His hands slid down to her skirt, hiking it up to reveal her smooth, shaved skin—a detail that caught him off guard. Since when did she shave everything bare? The thought flickered, but his lust drowned it out as he tugged her panties aside, desperate to feel her.
Jurist’s breath hitched, but her gaze held a challenge. “Go on, then. Fuck me like you mean it,” she taunted, spreading her legs wide, her confidence unshakable. Alriq didn’t hesitate, freeing his cock and positioning himself at her entrance. But as he slid inside, something felt... off. Her pussy, usually tight and gripping, felt loose, almost cavernous around him. He thrust deeper, searching for that familiar friction, but it wasn’t there.
“What the hell, Jurist?” he muttered, pausing mid-thrust, his brow furrowing. “You feel... different. Too fucking different.”
Her smirk faltered, replaced by a flash of guilt that she quickly masked with defiance. “Guess I’ve got some explaining to do,” she said, her voice steady despite the tension. She pushed him off, sitting up with a boldness that dared him to judge her. “While you’ve been away, I’ve been getting my needs met. His name’s Jonas. And let me tell you, his cock? It’s a fucking monster—eleven inches long, thick as hell. My pussy’s been stretched out by him every damn day.”
Alriq’s jaw dropped, but instead of rage, a twisted heat surged through him. His cock twitched, harder than ever, at the thought of his wife being ravaged by another man. “You’re shitting me,” he breathed, his voice a mix of shock and raw arousal. “And you loved it, didn’t you?”
Jurist’s eyes locked onto his, unapologetic. “Hell yeah, I did. He fucks me like a beast, makes me cum so hard I can’t walk straight. But I love you, Alriq. That’s never changed. Jonas just... he gives me something you can’t.” She reached for him, her hand wrapping around his still-hard cock, stroking it with a teasing grip. “Now, are you gonna get mad, or are you gonna fuck me while I tell you every dirty detail?”
His breath came in sharp gasps, sweat beading on his forehead as her words lit a fire in him. “Tell me everything,” he growled, pushing her back down and thrusting into her wet, dripping pussy with renewed vigor. “I wanna hear how he made you scream while I’m pounding into you.”
Jurist’s laugh was pure sin as she wrapped her legs around him, her body arching with every thrust. “Oh, baby, you’re in for a wild ride...”
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