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“Nothing. It’s just… do you want to come over for a glass of wine?”

“Of course. The nanny has taken over because I wanted to go shopping. But I’m already on my way to you. Be there soon,” she replies before we hang up.

I sigh deeply and run a hand through my curls while waiting for the traffic light to turn green. I close my eyes briefly and lean against the support, letting my mind wander and trying to bring some order to my mental chaos. How could my life have gotten so out of hand? How did I end up here… I was on the verge of cheating on my husband. I was so disappointed in him, and I let him feel it when I finally opened my mouth after the umpteenth lipstick-stained shirt collar and confronted him. And now…?

Loud honking behind me catapults me back to reality, and I drive off quickly. I raise a hand apologetically and drive home as fast as possible.

As I pull into my driveway and switch off the engine, my eyes automatically wander to his house. To my surprise, Ezra is home. His motorcycle is parked in front of his garage, and behind it is a van that I don’t recognize. He’s usually at the boxing club at this time of day. But maybe he’s working on his house again?

I shake my head quickly and try to get him out of my thoughts. You’re none of my business anymore, Ezra King!

Before Kelly arrives, I want to put on something comfortable and maybe take a quick shower, as today is another particularly hot day.

Once upstairs in our bedroom, I’m about to pick out some fresh clothes when I freeze mid-motion, my head turning automatically toward the window. What the hell?

I see Ezra in action with an incredibly attractive and, of course, extremely young blonde. He stands naked behind her in front of the bed, on which she wiggles her ass at him on all fours and lets him drive her crazy. As if in a trance, I step closer to the window to see her better. I don’t know why I’m doing this. It’s as if my body is being dragged toward the scene.

I can see her cheeks glowing with excitement, her eyes closed in pleasure, and her full, red-painted lips shaped into an excited O. And Ezra? His large, rough hands, which have always given me goosebumps, are firmly wrapped around her petite hips so that he can thrust himself into her repeatedly with such force to make her scream so loud I’m sure I can almost hear her. Holy mother!

I want to avert my eyes and disappear, but my body doesn’t move an inch. I watch spellbound as he takes her so roughly from behind that her huge breasts jiggle. My God, she looks like a porn star.

Shocked by my inappropriate thoughts, I’m about to turn away. I think I’ve seen enough. But Ezra turns his eyes as he’s about to let his head fall back in pleasure. When he sees me, he freezes in motion. Even his powerful thrusts have stopped as he stares at me. I should go…

Chapter Thirty

Shit!

You weren’t supposed to see that, Beauty! I thought you were still at work with your oh-so-loving husband, and I needed this right now. I needed to distract myself and relieve the pressure because otherwise, I can’t stand a single second without you, your divine taste, your beguiling scent, and everything that makes you a goddess. But you shouldn’t see me fucking this stranger, whose name I don’t even know and don’t give a shit about.

I couldn’t stand her face and her kisses on my skin. I hate the way she looked at me with lust because only you are supposed to look at me like that. I only want to feel your kisses on my body and how hot you make me with your sinful and full lips. I only want to bury myself inside you, and I only want to hear you scream and moan for me. Damn! Look what you make me do, Beauty!

Our gazes are still locked as I continue to have my cock inside this stranger. Why don’t you turn away? Why do you remain hypnotized and continue to stare at us, and how much have you already seen?

The blonde in front of me tries to lift her head to see why I’ve stopped fucking her. But then she would see you. So I roughly grab her hair and push her head back down as I thrust myself into her once more. She moans into my sheets, clawing at the black silk, and yet all I see is you. I imagine that it’s you I’m pounding into right now while I don’t take my eyes off you. Are you imagining it, too? Do you wish you were in her place? Fuck!

The thought intoxicates me, and I thrust even deeper into her-into you-again. Another moan, only this time it’s yours. God, Beauty! How often I’ve replayed your wonderful moans in my head repeatedly…

Roughly, I leave my hand in her hair because I don’t want her to see you. I don’t want her to realize that I’m doing this for you now because you want me to fuck her as if it were you. I can see it in your eyes. You want me to show you what it could be like when we do it together? Oh, Beauty, you have no idea what I would do to you… will… already have!

I pick up the pace, making her scream into the satin sheet. The flat of my hand hits her ass, and you flinch. From excitement? From shock? Damn, what’s going through your head, Beauty? I need to know!

Unexpectedly, you turn your head toward your bedroom door and talk to someone before disappearing without giving me another glance. Fuck!

It hits me like a cold shower, and I pull away from the blonde, turn away from her, and disappear into my bathroom.

“What? Hey!” she clamors behind me.

I don’t give a shit.

“You can go. Don’t come back,” I say in an icy voice over my shoulder, disappearing into the adjoining bathroom and closing the door behind me so I can have some peace and quiet.

I’m upset, and my thoughts race through my head. This is not good. I need to calm down. I must calm the darkness inside me because it keeps swelling up and trying to break out. But I can’t let it out again. I can’t let it hurt you. My chest tightens painfully when I think about how you left me completely out in the cold and didn’t give me a second glance. I can’t take any more of this, Beauty! You can’t ignore me. You must love me! Don’t you see?

Chapter Thirty-One

My heart pounds heavily as Kelly suddenly appears in the bedroom doorway, nearly catching sight of what I saw. She would have teased me about it for the rest of my life and never let me forget it. Worse, she might have picked up on the tension between Ezra and me.

I couldn’t let that happen, so I quickly stopped her from entering the bedroom any further and shooed her back downstairs. We went to sit in the garden, where I poured the wine I’d promised her—I could use it now too.

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