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Chapter 11

 

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. They couldn’t.

Twice. I’d fucked her twice.

It’d been four years since I touched a woman more than one time, and my wife was the only one for a decade. That was how much Lila had unhinged me.

I never slept with a woman more than once. There was no way I was going to let anyone in, and more than once would imply there was something more. Yet, I’d been inside Lila twice and my dick was hard, dying to be inside her again.

My skin crawled, vibrated with the desire to taste her. To sink my teeth into her skin as my hips flexed my cock deep inside her.

And it fucking pissed me off.

I had to stay away. Never again.

Things I said to her in the chaos, words that would have earned a slap, she reveled in. They weren’t definitions I associated with her, but I wanted her to be a whore for my cock. A slut willing to do anything to have me inside her. Me and nobody else.

Mine.

Every cell in me vibrated, more life coursing through me than there had been
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