I swear, at first I didn’t know he had a girlfriend when this started.
We met on bumble. He was sweet and a charimatic guy and somehow very available.
We never really talked much just saw each other, stripped, and fucked. That was our thing. No dates, no late-night texts, no deep conversations. Just heat, sweat, and the way he knew exactly how to handle me.
Oneday his roommate told me I should be ashamed for fucking him while he still had a girlfriend, I just blinked. It was the First time I was hearing about it. Normal girls probably ask questions before getting bent over, but that’s never been my style.
I figured I should bring it up. But, of course, only after we fucked.
Afterwards, I asked him straight-up. He sighed and admitted it he’d been with her for three years. But were in a long distance since last 2 year. So I told him to call her.
And while he did, I dropped to my knees.
I thought I was just teasing at first slow licks, sucking just enough to keep him hard but as he talked, I started getting turned on. Listening to their boring conversation about workouts, dinner plans, and whatever the fuck else, I knew there was no way she made him feel the way I did.
Then came the “I miss you” and the “I can’t wait to see you” all while I was taking him deeper, feeling him twitch against my tongue. And then he said it.
“I love you.”
Right as he shoved my head down, right as he spilled down my throat.
I pulled back, licking my lips, looking up at him with a smirk. He just grinned and ran his fingers through my hair, tilting my chin up so I could swallow every last drop.
Maybe he really does love her. But we both know who that dick belonged too.
