A Love I Shouldn't Feel
Chapter 248: The Inner Flame ( 248 )

Chapter 248: The Inner Flame ( 248 )

Kyouko smirked.

A quiet, knowing smirk.

Why would I ever go back to you, Satoshi?

You weren’t good in bed.

You never were.

No endurance.

No rhythm.

No desire to please—

only to finish.

Haruki?

He could go rough.

He could go slow.

He could move his hips for nearly an hour without breaking.

Relentless.

Yet always gentle when I needed.

Always in tune with my body.

Not just that...

His size.

Wide.

Big.

The kind that stretches me deliciously.

The kind that makes my breath catch and my thighs tremble.

And he’s romantic.

Not just in life—

but even in bed.

Kissing me... holding me...

Whispering things no man ever said to me.

I don’t know what Satomi saw in you, Satoshi.

How strange she must be.

Choosing you over someone like Haruki.

Not just old...

But small.

So small, it doesn’t even compare.

Haruki’s easily three times larger.

Kyouko shook her head slowly, letting out a soft sigh.

Go ahead and dream, Satoshi.

But I won’t be back.

Kyouko leaned against the counter, eyes soft, voice only a whisper inside her thoughts.

You know, Satoshi?

You really want to know what I think...

when I’m alone like this, waiting?

I think about him.

Haruki.

How he’ll walk through that door...

And whether he’ll be gentle—

pull me into his arms, kiss me slowly, whisper he missed me...

Or whether he’ll lose control—

push me to the wall, press his body against mine,

ravish me like he always does when he can’t hold back.

I wonder—

will he bend me over?

Will he lift me up and claim me like last night?

You know, Satoshi?

The moment me and Haruki crossed that line...

The night he claimed me—

that first night...

when his thick, wide length touched my entrance.

My untouched, tight pussy.

The same pussy you ignored for over twenty years.

The same body you left in silence.

And when he finally pushed inside me.

I felt alive.

For the first time in decades...

I felt wanted.

Desired.

Loved.

The way he moved...

The way he looked at me.

Like I was the only woman in the world.

And when the climax hit me...

It wasn’t just pleasure.

It was release.

It was freedom.

That moment?

It erased everything.

Every dry night.

Every time you turned away.

Every time you made me feel invisible.

All the memories we had—

the love I once held for you—

Gone.

At the time he pushed inside me—

That first, slow thrust of his wide, thick penis...

I was shocked.

It hurt.

Of course it did.

You had abandoned me for so long, Satoshi.

Left me untouched, unwanted...

A body you never truly held.

And then—

he came into my life.

With that unimaginable size.

With that warmth... that hunger...

The stretch—

it felt like I was being split open.

Torn.

Reshaped.

But I didn’t cry.

I didn’t stop him.

Because I needed it.

Because it was the first time I felt a man truly claim me.

And the surprise?

It didn’t even take ten full strokes.

And I climaxed.

So suddenly, so violently.

I couldn’t think.

I couldn’t breathe.

My whole body trembled under him.

Everything inside me tightened, clutched around him—

as if my body itself didn’t want to let go.

It was overwhelming.

Exquisite.

Real.

And in that moment, I knew.

Everything I thought I loved with you, Satoshi.

Everything I believed marriage should be.

Was a lie.

Because only then...

when he was inside me,

when I reached my first true climax.

I realized what it meant to be truly wanted.

So...

I don’t think I can go back to you, Satoshi.

Not anymore.

Not when this body,

This heart.

This pussy...

Only wants Haruki.

Only responds to him.

Only aches to feel his size—

his shape—

the way he stretches me, fills me, ruins me sweetly...

Yes.

I’ll admit it.

I’ve broken.

Broken for Haruki.

And I don’t think...

No—

I know I couldn’t go on without him now.

Not after what we’ve shared.

Not after how he makes me feel.

Not after how he looks at me like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen—

even when I’m a mess beneath him.

Even when I’m trembling, breathless, undone.

Kyouko smiled softly.

A small, private smile.

Warm.

Peaceful.

Certain.

He is my everything now.

And nothing in this world—

not even regret—

could ever bring me back to you.

And you know what, Satoshi?

This old phone of mine?

The one that once held pictures of us—

Our wedding day.

Our dates.

Our smiles.

Our supposed love...

It’s all gone.

Every photo.

Every memory.

I deleted them all.

The very night Haruki first claimed me.

The moment he made me climax.

Made me feel something I’d never known was missing

That was the moment I let go.

All those years, I kept our photo as my phone wallpaper.

Telling myself...

"Maybe today, things will change."

"Maybe I can still hold on."

So I endured.

I endured the loneliness.

I endured the silence.

I endured the ache inside me that never had a name.

Even during moments when I was too aroused,

Too desperate for touch.

I didn’t even know what masturbation was.

I’d never even tried.

I just washed myself in cold water.

Tried to calm it down.

Tried to erase the shame I shouldn’t have carried.

But then.

Haruki came.

Moved in with us.

I still remember that day.

It was awkward.

Why wouldn’t it be?

A tall, charming, handsome young man suddenly sharing our home.

Because Satomi wanted it.

And I?

I had no say.

Just like always.

You made the decision.

She supported it.

I was just... there.

The obedient wife.

The silent mother.

The invisible woman.

But now?

Thank you.

Truly, thank you.

That was the best decision you and Satomi ever made.

Because now?

I’m waiting for him.

Here...

In this apartment he bought in secret.

The one he prepared without telling anyone.

The one no one else knows about.

The very same apartment where, during the Fujiwara dinner event—

when Satomi put something in my drink.

He ravished me.

All night.

Held me.

Took care of me.

Loved me.

Not just with his body.

But with everything he had.

And now?

We’re both free.

Divorced.

Unbound.

And the best part?

You and Satomi still have no idea.

No idea what really happened.

No idea what’s happening now.

No idea that your ex-wife—

Is living with your ex-son-in-law.

Carrying his child.

And sleeping in his arms every night.

Don’t worry, Satoshi.

I can’t wait to see both of your faces—

When the truth finally comes out.

The intercom buzzed softly through the apartment.

Kyouko blinked—

pulled from her thoughts in an instant.

"Coming~" she called, already moving toward the panel.

She pressed the button and looked at the screen.

There he was.

Haruki.

Smiling up at the camera, a little tired, but radiant in that quiet, gentle way of his.

Kyouko smiled—her whole face lighting up.

She pressed the unlock button.

A soft click echoed from the front door.

As she rushed to it, the door opened—

and there he stood.

"Welcome back, darling~"

( End Of Chapter )