I've wanted to fix this story for years, so now I am going to try and do that. We will see how this goes.
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prologue
beloved
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My dick swells uncomfortably against the zipper of my jeans as I yank her closer, gripping her arms too tight as I slam my mouth onto hers.
She moans, and I feel desperate.
Desperate to feel her wrapped around me.
Desperate to get Bella out of my head - if only to prove that I still love my wife.
I do love her, don't I?
Hurriedly, I strip her out of her clothes and lay her out on the countertop. Not bothering to undress myself, I push my jeans past my hips, my dick slipping free. I'm so hard I ache, but is it for her or her? Conflicted, I reach out, running my fingers through her wetness, shuddering when she arches up, crying out for me to fuck her.
Gripping her hips tightly, I roughly jerk her forward until I'm buried inside her. With every thrust of my hips, her tits bounce, and I want to bury my face between them, something I'd never hesitate to do, but I can't focus - I can't think. I fuck her fast and hard, unforgiving, my fingers leaving indentions in her tan skin as I try to punish her for not caring enough.
But when I close my eyes, I see Bella.
Her long, dark hair.
Those gorgeous brown eyes.
The cute way she scrunches her nose when she's teasing me.
Her sweet giggles with Max and Low.
The beautiful way she loves and nuzzles Bubby.
She's everything I never knew I needed.
Fuck.
Shaking my head, I groan in frustration, fucking Tanya faster, harder, sweat dripping down my forehead and burning my eyes.
I fuck my wife.
Not Bella.
Tanya.
Not the girl next door.
Not Bella.
The one who cooks me dinner nearly every night, who hides sweets in her house for Max and me because I'd rather eat her secret treats than deal with Tanya's bullshit. Not the girl who wants me to build her a house - a house that'stoofar away from us. Not the fucking girl who invites me to lunch at the diner just because she wants to see me.
I don't fuck Bella, the girl who crashed into my life and stole all the pieces of my heart.
I fuck my wife.
Tanya.
Squeezing my eyes tight, I don't try very hard to stop the images playing out behind my lids - Bella laid out beneath me, her tiny body yielding to me as her hands run up my arms, loving and caring, her sweet voice whispering how much she loves the feel of my inside her.
My hips stutter, and I gasp, grinding my dick deeper, mesmerized at the sight of her throwing her head back as she comes all over me,forme. Groaning, I follow her over the edge, coming harder than I ever have in my life.
I'm so fucking in love with her.
"Edward."
My eyes flutter open at the sound of Tayna's voice, the feel of her hand running through my sweat drenched hair turning my bones to ice.
She's not Bella, and I feel sick that I wish she was.