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His Best Friend’s Wife - 3

Penulis: Sharbie
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Chapter 3

The First Time

I told myself I wouldn’t go back.

That last night was a mistake.

That it was the last time I’d crawl on my knees for a man who wasn’t my husband.

But the second Jason left for a two-hour drive to the nearby golf resort with a few old college friends, I was already in Logan’s room—shaking, breathless, and soaking through my panties like some sex-starved addict.

He didn’t even blink when I barged in.

Didn’t ask if I’d locked the front door. Didn’t care.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed again, shirtless and wearing those same gray sweatpants—only this time, the fabric couldn’t hide the size of the bulge pressing against it.

“Close the door.”

I did.

“Lock it.”

Click.

I turned, heart slamming into my ribs as he stood and I backed up like prey but my eyes never left his.

“Strip,” he said. “All of it.”

I was already naked before the second word left his mouth.

He reached for the waistband of his sweatpants and tugged them down in one motion, revealing his cock—
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    Chapter 3Eat Your Heart OutMy husband kissed my cheek when he walked through the front door.Not my lips or my neck, not even my hand, which hovered slightly at my side as if begging to be taken.Just my cheek in the usual dry, detached, routine like I was some distant relative or a painting he once liked but no longer looked at.“Your hair’s damp,” Eduardo noted absently, handing off his coat to Marta, our housekeeper.“I had a workout with Jace this morning,” I said, stepping back into my heels.“Ah.” A pause. “He’s keeping you on a strict schedule, then?”“He’s thorough.” I let the words drip.Eduardo barely registered it. He’d already moved on, muttering something to his assistant who stood behind him tapping on her tablet. That was my cue to disappear.I padded up the stairs, the soft whisper of my silk blouse the only sound following me. The red lingerie he hated lay shredded under my bed, and in its place, I wore a pristine white thong and a blouse that hugged my breasts jus

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    Chapter 2Second SetHe didn’t pull out.Jace just kept thrusting through my climax, his breath harsh against my ear as he drove deeper, grinding his hips like he was punishing me for being this wet, this loud, this fucking shameless. I didn’t ask him to stop, didn’t even pretend I wanted him to. I only braced myself against the mirror as he buried himself again and again.“I should pull out,” he murmured, breathless, biting my neck hard enough to mark it. “But I don’t want to.”I moaned, nails digging into his shoulders. “Then don’t.”His hand slid up to grip my jaw, tilting my face to meet his. He kissed me again, a sloppy one this time, tongue claiming mine like he’d waited years for it. My body pulsed around him, over-sensitive and greedy, every nerve ending raw and humming.“Fucking hell,” he growled. “You feel like silk.”My back was starting to ache against the glass, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so thoroughly used. Not even on our honeymoon had Eduardo looked

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