Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Gabe.

I wake up with a groan and my dick is as hard as granite. Fuck, when I decided to sign a marriage contract with Harper, I had not counted on how hard it would be. I didn't count on how she would affect me. I had the worst case of blue balls, and my dick screamed from how painfully hard it was.

Getting out of my bed, I walk the small distance to the bathroom, my cock pointing the way. I still don't know how the fuck this is possible. I mean, I'm not a fucking teen boy who can't control his desires. I can't even remember the last time I woke up with a boner. Yet it hasn't even been a month since Harper came back, yet I'm acting like a damn school boy.

I honestly don't even know how this is possible. I don't get how she can affect me when she never did before. Apart from her curves and attitude, she's still the same Harper I knew before, so I don't understand why she now affects me so much.

Pushing those thoughts to the back of my mind, I step into the shower. My cold water can help take care of my very hard problem.

Minutes later, I get out of the shower still hard and so fucking frustrated. I know it's probably been way more than thirty minutes. The longest shower I've ever had while alone.

Toweling off, I head to my bedroom, not bothering to cover up. It was almost six in the morning, so I wasn't afraid that Lilly would accidentally walk into my room unannounced. If she has noticed that her parents aren't sleeping together, I don't know, because she hasn't said a word.

Sitting on my bed, legs spread open, I grab my dick in a hard and tight fist. I haven't done this in a long time. I haven't had the need to since I wasn't bed partners to take care of things.

Her image flashes behind my closed eyes, shocking me to the core. I had not planned on thinking of her, but the moment I closed my eyes she's all I could see.

A groan leaves my mouth when an image of tits bouncing up and down while she's riding me takes root in my mind, becoming clearer and clearer as seconds pass.

fucking good she felt as her pussy walls gripped me tightly. My thrusts become hard as I push up to slam inside her over and over. I grab her hips, holding her steady as I pound her, completely forgetting that she's the one in control. That she's supposed to be riding. I feel the familiar tingling down my spine. There's an anticipation as my balls

"Gabriel-"

at the sound of the door opening,

the door, her eyes wide with shock. She

why, but I don't stop. I keep eye contact with her as I continue to pump my cock, groaning as the buildup continues to rise. My eyes fall to her chest, she was still wearing

head changes and I imagine myself cuming all over her tits. My balls tighten, and I close my eyes as I feel my climax travel all the way from my balls

done, I open my eyes. The door was now closed and Harper was nowhere to be seen. Getting up, I clean

that she saw me, though I know it would

leave my room and go to hers. I knock and

aren't you ready yet?" I asked, while snapping my cufflinks into place. "We should be having breakfast

like she was having a hard time forming

admit I got distracted," I said with a smirk. "But

seemed flushed. I grin, not really sure if it's because she's embarrassed she caught me in the act or something else. Either way, I don't mind she saw me jerking off. "I

"And why is that?"

she tries to come up with a reason,

her cheeks turn into a deep

cuts me off, though her stammering

affect you in some way. Is that it? You're afraid you can't stay away from me once we start working

triumphantly when my words affect