Page 202 of Plunge into Obsession

His smile went up a notch, in tandem with my arousal.

I bit the inside of my cheek to hold in a groan. The look he shot me told me he knew what I was thinking and feeling.

I tried to subtly rub my legs together.

He smirked and moved into the room. I stayed where I was as I watched him walk closer and closer until he was looming over me, his gigantic frame somehow that much bigger and that much more intimidating.

And I was that.

Intimidated.

And turned on.

There was something wrong with me.

He reached for me, his thumb moving over my lips in a gentle caress that I felt all the way to my very soul.

I wondered if there would ever be a time when he wouldn’t affect me so deeply.

A pounding ache began in the center of my pussy, building up in intensity the longer he touched me.

“Open,” he demanded darkly.

I immediately did as he asked, opening my mouth and letting him dip his thumb inside.

“Suck,” he said, his voice rough.

I sucked.

He groaned, and a noticeable tent formed in his crotch area—he wasn’t unaffected.

I sucked harder.

“Fuck. Enough,” he gritted out.

I stopped sucking, the command in his voice doing funny things to my inside.

That was my kink, I realized.

I fucking loved my husband’s dominance.

It didn’t matter that he was a flawed man who had done some very bad things.

I had come to rely on his dominance, his leadership.

His everything.

He was everything.

I stiffened on the bed.

Was I…

No, that wasn’t possible, was it?

Was I in love with my husband?

Worse things had happened than for a wife to fall in love with her husband, but somehow, the thought that I might love Gabriel Cadorna felt like the end to me.

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