Review: Faithful

Faithful by Kelly Elliott
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

3 ⭐⭐⭐ - OK decent reads.
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When I glanced over at Victoria again, I decided to just get it over with. As I walked toward her, I noticed her beautiful, long dark brown hair. She had it down today, and the thoughts running through my head were making my dick rock-hard. I’d hooked up with her more than any other girl, and she knew it. Something was missing though. I just wasn’t feeling it with her.

Yeah, she’s beautiful, and we have great fucking sex, but she’s definitely not the one.

Okay…I’m pretty damn sure we’re no longer together. Didn’t I break up with her? Oh yeah…right after the blow job. Best fucking blow job of my life…at least from what I can remember.

Victoria had already given me a lecture about trying to force memories to come back. Then, she’d reminded me about how much I loved her blow jobs.

When she turned and leaned over, I couldn’t help but notice her ass. Damn…girl has been working out these last few years. I quickly looked away and glanced at Heather. She was watching Victoria’s every move.

Thank God she didn’t see me checking out Victoria’s ass.

I heard the elevator doors close, and then I felt lips on my lips. Those beautiful, soft-looking lips… I opened my eyes to see it was Victoria kissing me. When her tongue pushed into my mouth, I started exploring it with mine. I let out a moan as I remembered all the times we’d been together. She responded with her own moan that ran through my body, causing my dick to jump.

I needed to find out more about Heather, but damn…I was aching for Victoria’s touch again.

He was looking at me like he…loved me. But the way he had looked at Victoria was like he lusted after her.

“So, I ran into a girl I knew from college—Michele Walker.” “Ah shit, Brad. Your fuck buddy from college?” Jeff shook his head. “Yeah, Jeff, my fuck buddy from college,” Brad said, glaring at him.

Brad instantly started crying again. “I practically raped my own wife. At first, it was hot as hell for the both of us…but then…I think she knew something was wrong with me. She started asking me to stop…but I didn’t. Afterward, the only thing I remember was her lying there, crying. I packed up a bag and stayed at a hotel for a few days.”

“I guess Michele thought it would be fun to tape our little escapade, so she set up a camera and videotaped the whole thing—me taking the drugs and then making out with her.” Brad started shaking his head.

As Victoria looked my body up and down, I remembered the kiss. When I’d kissed her in the elevator in the hospital, she’d felt me up with her hand. I instantly dropped Heather’s hand before I started to walk into the house.

Oh my god. I cheated on Heather. I felt sick.

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