17. No rubber

Abigail Hayes

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I found myself dropping to my knees at his words.

A smile tugged on his lips while his thumb reached out to swipe my bottom lip, dragging it down. My mouth parted open and my breathing became even heavier. It was embarrassing how easily this man could turn me on. He could say a few words and I’d be soaking for him.

It was a good thing he lived up to my expectations and sex with him was amazing. I would marry him if I could if it meant I had to have him every night. It was just my poor luck he was married already.

“What are you thinking about?” He questioned, cutting into my thoughts. He was still fully dressed while I was naked and on my knees. It didn’t seem fair but I wasn’t going to complain about it.

“Your wife.”

I expected the topic to be a sensitive one but he didn’t even seem bothered. “Why?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Just trying to understand how and why your marriage works like this.”

His tongue poked the inside of his cheek and I wondered if I had offended