I Let My Son’s Tutor Inside

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Explicit sex, cheating, a husband who forgot where his wife’s clit is and a twenty-six-year-old teacher who found it in forty-five minutes. If faithful husbands are your thing, you should probably close this now.]” Tell me what you want, Margaux. Because I’m twenty-six and I’m on my knees in a studio apartment that costs less than your handbag, and I need you to say it out loud.” I said it. I said it with his hands already up my dress and my wedding ring still warm on my finger, his breath hot against the inside of my thigh through my underwear, I’ve been saying it every single Tuesday and Thursday for six weeks now while my husband thinks I’m at Nina’s place drinking wine while my seven-year-old thinks Mr. Priestley is just his favorite teacher who comes by for extra math, which is so fucked up I can’t even sit with it without feeling sick, but also I can’t stop thinking about Thursday, which is equally fucked up, so yeah. Jonah Priestley is twenty-six, broke, he teaches second grade, and he fucks me like he’s been thinking about it all day, every day, like I’m the only thing in his stupid, beautiful head. When he puts his mouth on my pussy, I stop being a wife, stop being a mother, I’m just… gone. He made me come so hard once I bit through my own lip, actually tasted blood, he kissed me after with my taste still on his tongue and I almost cried because NOBODY has ever done that. And now I’m kinda ruined for anything less, which is terrifying, honestly. My husband is a fintech billionaire who hasn’t gone down on me since our honeymoon. Hasn’t touched me with both hands in three years, but he’s somehow got time to text someone in French at 2 AM, and the thing is, he doesn’t speak French. He barely passed Spanish in college, so somebody taught him, and that somebody definitely isn’t me. So yeah, I let Jonah in. Into my bed, into my body, all the spots Grant either forgot or never bothered finding in the first place, and honestly, it’s just kinda sad when you think about it, because we’ve been married eight years and my husband still doesn’t know what makes me come, but this broke twenty-six-year-old figured it out on his shitty twin mattress in under an hour. I can’t stop, because then I lose everything I married into. But I can’t keep going, or else I become the exact woman I swore I’d never be. And the worst part? I don’t even care right now because Jonah texted twenty minutes ago and I’m already wet and it’s a TUESDAY, which is our day, and I just gotta get through this dinner first and then I’m his. The only question left is whether Grant finds out about Jonah, or I find out who the hell taught him French first. Because somebody did, and I really wanna know who that is.#Cheating #Billionaire #R18 #Betrayal #Affair #ForbiddenLove #DarkRomance #TeacherRomance #Revenge #Infidelity — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: I Let My Son’s Tutor Inside — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠