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“It’s all right,” I press out, keeping the corners of my mouth up. “I’m going to put some clothes on. You’re welcome to eat.” I nod to the warming trays behind me on the table as I turn away from him and head upstairs.

Once upstairs, I go straight to our bed, grab one of the decorative pillows, press it to my face, and start screaming into it with all my might until I can’t breathe and my lungs contract painfully. I take a deep breath and furiously crumple the cushion to relieve my tension and frustration.

But when none of this helps, I throw the pillow carelessly onto the bed. I need to calm down and have a lovely evening with my husband. But I have no idea how to do that in my condition…

I don’t know how long I stand in my bedroom trying to calm down and not let my tension consume me. Just as I don’t want to give any space to this disappointing feeling that is growing in my chest by the minute, but it’s damn hard to suppress because all this action makes me think I can’t get my man hot anymore.

Pulling my hair, I turn away and want to go to my closet to put something on. But I stop at the window and look into Ezra’s bedroom instead. The light has been switched on, and he steps out of the bathroom wrapped in a cloud of steam with just a towel around his hips.

I should hide now and make sure he doesn’t see me completely naked. But a little voice inside me wants to prove it to me somehow. It wants to show me I’m desirable and sexy.

So I step close to the window and stand in front of it. I grab my ponytail and loosen my hair so my silky brown curls fall over my shoulders. Ezra is probably about to cross his room to get dressed when he stops abruptly and turns to me. A soft smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth when he sees me.

I can’t say that I’m not turned on by how he stands in front of the window, still damp from the shower and dressed only in a towel, looking at me intensely. It’s as if I can feel his hands on me through his greedy gaze and the way he caresses my heated skin with his rough fingers. I shudder and lick my lips frantically because I, unfortunately, like what I’m seeing far too much.

When Ezra grabs his towel and tosses it at his feet in the blink of an eye, I can’t breathe. I’ve often felt his erection or guessed at the prominent bulge in his pants, but I’ve never seen him in his full size, and damn, he’s big.

Licking my lips again, I can’t help the quickening of my breathing. I’m getting more turned on by the second, and a slight dizziness takes over my head because the longing throbbing in my core becomes overwhelming. My lust runs down my thighs, and that’s only because this young guy is standing naked in front of me at his window, letting his enormous length slide through his hand. He’s aroused just by the sight of me.

It’s an intoxicating feeling that I can’t get enough of that I’m able to make this incredibly attractive man get hard just by looking at me, even though he can’t touch or taste me. A gasp escapes me because of this, and I can’t stop my hands from firmly gripping my breasts and massaging them vigorously.

Ezra steps closer to the window, puts one hand on the glass, and quickly jerks himself off. I can almost hear his moaning in my ears. It’s written so clearly on his face. I want more. I want you to come for me. Just for me and me only because I make you so hot that you want to come for me.

I know that everything I’m doing right now is so wrong. Especially since, at any moment, my husband could walk in and see us. But Ezra is giving me something right now that Thomas can’t give me. He desires me. My body and my actions excite him, even from a distance. So I try to silence any sensible thoughts for this brief moment and enjoy this. Just this once…

My second hand finds my now dripping wet core all by itself. I have to bite my lower lip hard as I touch myself down there so that I don’t moan out loud—I’m so aroused. Ezra leans his head back with a groan at the sight of me touching myself for him and jerks off faster and faster until his eyes meet mine again, and he urges me to rub myself, too.

I blindly obey his silent command and massage my pulsating clit. I let out a moan that I can no longer hold back. Ezra’s hand, which he has propped up against the window, clenches into a fist; he is so tense, which excites me so much more that I kneel on the windowsill with my legs wide apart, completely open, and penetrate myself with two fingers. My upper body tilts forward, causing my breasts to press against the window, and I groan again because the cool glass feels so good on my overstimulated nipples.

I fuck myself faster and faster while I rub my nipples against the window to double-stimulate myself. My body quivers, and Ezra spurs me on with his intense gaze. He wants me to come for him so he can come for me, too. So I add my second hand and rub my clit vigorously and quickly with it while I continue to press my breasts firmly against the window and fuck myself deeper and deeper with two fingers. The orgasm sweeps me away, and a loud moan bursts out of me. I’m immediately scared of Thomas hearing me. I glance around to the bedroom door and listen, but there is still no sign of Thomas.

My gaze returns to Ezra, and at that exact moment, I see him pouring against the window, leaving white splashes everywhere. I watch, mesmerized, as his mighty cock continues to twitch between his fingers, pumping out spurts of his sperm. Greedily, I lick my lips and wish he’d let me taste it.

I don’t know how long we look at each other in silence. I’m still paralyzed. But when a cheeky grin graces his lips, it snaps me out of my stupor, only to flee my bedroom as I realize what I’ve done. Bloody hell! How am I ever going to stay away from you again after this?

Chapter Thirty-Four

Fuck, Beauty, what the hell was that?

Who could have guessed that the evening would take such a positive turn? After your stupid husband left you hanging like that when you were almost begging him to fuck you, and he couldn’t get his limp dick up, I didn’t think it would turn out like this for us.

I didn’t want to watch you either. I really didn’t… Okay, yes. Because if I can’t be close to you, I at least want to see how you’re doing and what you’re doing. It’s almost become a ritual that I stand at the window in the evening and watch you live without me.

But after watching your husband’s embarrassment and the way it hurt you, I had to leave and flee to the cold shower so I wouldn’t do anything stupid. But by God, how can that ass of a husband reject a goddess like you when you’re standing in front of him like that? Kneeling even! How can he not get aroused with your hot curves, your perfect breasts, and your soft porcelain skin?

Fuck, Beauty, if you were with me, I’d fuck you through every single one of my rooms until you couldn’t walk for days, and even then I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you. Damn!

I’ve just come so hard, yet I’m already hard again because I haven’t fully processed what you’ve offered me here. Fuck! You’re perfect. Perfect for me, and I must have you, no matter the cost!

Chapter Thirty-Five

Two days later, I still avoid looking at Ezra’s house. I’m so embarrassed that I don’t know what to do with my shame.

I have no idea what has suddenly come over me. I probably wanted to prove to myself that it wasn’t my fault my husband no longer wanted me the way he used to. Thomas has always had a few minor issues with that, and trying for a second time isn’t an option for him. I’ve always tried not to take it personally, but it’s hard not to.

I haven’t spoken to Thomas about the matter either and said nothing about the fact that he fell asleep on the couch downstairs after dinner while I was upstairs. But what could I have said? After all, I was the one who did something reprehensible while my husband ate dinner and waited for me.

I’ll go crazy if I dwell on this any longer, so I grab my cell phone and call Kelly. I need her company today. I need a distraction so I don’t have to think about my marital problems, which seem to be getting worse, or about Ezra and that slip by the window.

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