Chapter 1: Old Sparks, New Desires (2016-2017)
I’m Shez, a nurse with a past as tangled as hospital bed sheets, and a present that’s just as heated. My life has been a whirlwind of passion, heartbreak, and rediscovery. By 2016, I’d left behind an arranged marriage to Holtz—my uncle, of all people—and found myself back in the arms of Maximus, my old flame from 2008. Back then, our sex life was electric, the kind of raw, hungry connection that left us both breathless. But life pulled us apart when he went abroad to study in 2009. Now, reunited, the sparks were flying again, hotter than ever.
I sat across from Maximus at our cozy kitchen table one humid evening in 2016, a glass of wine in my hand, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. We’d been talking about everything—our past, our mistakes, the lovers who’d come and gone. I’d just confessed to my fling with Doctor Addah, a steamy affair between 2015 and 2016 while I was still with Holtz. The memory of Addah’s hands on me, urgent and skilled, in the hospital doc’s room still made my skin tingle.
‘So, this Addah guy,’ Maximus started, leaning forward, his voice low and teasing. ‘He got under your skin, huh? More than me back in the day?’
I smirked, swirling my wine. ‘Oh, Max, don’t fish for compliments. You know you had me screaming in ’08. But Addah... he had this way of taking control. Rough, precise. Like he was diagnosing every inch of me.’
Maximus chuckled, but I saw the heat in his gaze. ‘Damn, Shez. You’re killing me here. What else? Tell me more about that bastard.’
I leaned in, my voice dropping to a sultry whisper. ‘He’d pin me against the wall in his office, charts and stethoscopes crashing to the floor. I’d be dripping for him before he even touched me. And when he did... God, Max, I couldn’t think straight.’
His jaw tightened, a mix of jealousy and arousal flashing across his face. ‘You’re a wicked woman, Shez. You know that turns me on, right? Hearing about you getting wet for someone else?’
I laughed, sharp and confident. ‘Oh, I know. And I’m not sorry. You asked for the dirty details.’ I reached across the table, brushing my fingers over his knuckles. ‘But you’ve got me now. Question is, what are you gonna do about it?’
He stood abruptly, pulling me up with him, his grip firm on my wrist. ‘I’m gonna remind you who you came back to,’ he growled, his breath hot against my ear as he backed me against the counter. My heart raced, my body already responding to the promise in his tone.
‘Big talk, Max,’ I taunted, my hands sliding up his chest. ‘You better back it up. I’ve had a lot of practice since you left.’
‘Oh, I’ll back it up,’ he shot back, his lips crashing into mine, hungry and demanding. His hands roamed my curves, igniting every nerve as I pressed against him, feeling him grow hard through his jeans. My pussy ached, already wet with anticipation, as I ground against him, daring him to take me right there.
We were panting, sweating, the air thick with lust, when he pulled back just enough to murmur against my lips, ‘I want to hear more about Addah while I’m inside you. Every filthy detail.’
I grinned, wicked and unapologetic. ‘Deal. But you better make me scream louder than he ever did.’
And as his hands slid under my skirt, fingers teasing the edge of my panties, I knew this was just the beginning of something wilder than either of us had ever imagined.
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