Dilemmas by Lae' Zriah Justice

         When Maurice is sent on an extended mission to retrieve missing information from his organization’s former employee; he finds himself falling in love with her. She try to keep her relationship with him strictly sexual, but finds herself drawn to him as well. Not realizing Maurice is sent to kill her, she allows her love for him take control and let down her guard. She refuses to listen to the warnings her family gives her about her love for Maurice, as well as his intentions. She instead rebels and accepts him with his flaws, his cheating ways, his sexual appetite and his commitment to her girlfriend–his wife. Although he is unhappy in his marriage, he is reluctant to stay for the sake of his children. He begins to lose focus on his mission because of his love for his target.

 

        After the death of one of their rival organization’s members, things begin to change. Secrets are revealed, things turn upside down. Maurice finds himself caught between his job, his hatred for his wife, his love for his children, his love of sex with all of his women, and his love for his mistress. Faced with the reality he is still on a mission to kill his mistress, he finds himself in a…Dilemma.

Excerpt

 

Chapter One 

           He could still smell her: the soft, sweet scent of her perfume over the smell of a freshly bathed body. Her hair was slightly wet from her bath. Her skin was smooth, silky, and soft to the touch. He ran his hands down her nicely toned body, firmly caressing her ass. He could feel her lips gliding about his body as though he tasted like the sweetest piece of liquid filled candy dripping from her lips. She could not get enough of his body on her lips. She licked his chest and nibbled on his nipples. She ran her tongue down his stomach and then to the top of his dick. The need to taste him overtook her, and she became wet with the anticipation of him sliding his dick deep inside her. She kissed and licked his body even more aggressively. Her hands moved about him softly, caressing every erotic part of him. As she gripped his chest and licked his earlobe, he let out a soft moan. She whispered in his ear, “I want this, Maurice.”

 

        The warmth of her naked body next to his aroused him almost to the point of ejaculation. He became eager to feel her wetness all over him. She moved her leg across his body in order to rub it against his hard dick. He whispered back, “I’m all yours, Dr. Aiden.”

 

       His heart rate began to increase as he prepared to flip her over and spread her legs wide, shaking with the thought of sliding into her, and then he…woke up to a slap to the face. “Who in the hell is Dr. Aiden?” his wife asked.

 

       Maurice abruptly woke from a dream that nearly took him to ejaculation pleasure, only to see his wife, Bevelyn, staring at him as though she would remove an organ if he did not have the right response. Her eyes were red from anger, her hair was falling into her face, and her fists were balled up. He attempted to get out of the bed because of his awkward erection, and she pushed him back. She slapped him again. “I asked you a damn question: who in the hell is she?”

 

      Maurice explained that he did not know the name Dr. Aiden outside of the dream he was having. His wife was not convinced by his explanation. He jumped out of bed, using his hand as a guard over his dick. She sat in bed watching him as he stumbled to the bathroom.