.." You're very sweet." Not sweet, I'm right. Seriously Alvaro, our cause is just, and our means are just. There's nothing you've ever done that I'm n...t proud of. You are my hero as well as my husband."His eyes almost shut, Alvaro gave a small laugh. "Oh, be careful not to jack up my pedestal too high..." He gave a deep yawn. "Wow. I'm so sleepy..."Megan gazed in love at her tired husband. "Here, close your eyes. Let me pet you." She propped herself up and petted him very gently, soft hands at. Anotherfive minutes, and he was again, spent and holding me. This time, I justlaid on top of him, my breasts pressed up against his. There were sometimes when I loved the job, and other times when I hated it, but rightnow, I love it. This was the type of intimacy that I had been missing allmy life. My mother wasn't the type to hold me when I was sad, or give mea helping hand. That's okay, I always had this. **Rick had left an hour ago, and I was still in bed, naked as the day I hadbeen. Even though their marriage was just a sham marriage, Mick couldn’t handle the terms of the arrangement. He’d learned she was anonymously having sex with other men, although he still had no understanding of the relationship Claire had with the club. She had told him that it was none of his business who she fucked. He also wanted control of his company back and he wanted the ‘meddling bitches’ to get out of his life, which was spiraling out of control due to his inability to run the lives of his. He giggled.That was it. I could take no more. If I had to tear wounds into my arms to escape my son’s raping mouth and fingers, that was blood I must to shed. I readied myself for the worst possible pain, when a line from last night’s book interrupted. “You can rape me. You can fuck me. You can even breed me, but I’ll never let you fuck my ass!”My cunt twitched. My nipples grew infinitesimally larger. I huffed, barely whispering, “You can hh-rape me. Hhh. Fuck me. Even breed, hhh, me. Don’t.