NOAHis words hang in the air between us, heavy and filthy and impossible to ignore. My heart is beating so fast that I can feel it in my throat. Dominic’s hand is still firm on my waist, thumb stroking slow circles over the thin fabric of my dress like he already owns the right to touch me.I've never thought of him this way. He's my father-in-law.I should push him away. I should run back into the bedroom, lock the door, and pretend none of this happened. I should pretend like it was a mistake that I don’t want him to do all that to me.But if I perish, I perish, I don't care now.So my fingers curl into the waistband of his pants again, almost without permission.He watches me do it. A low, approving sound rumbles in his chest.“That’s it,” he murmurs. “Don’t stop this time.”I swallow hard. “This is wrong,” I whisper, even as my hand keeps moving. “You’re my husband’s father. I… I shouldn’t be touching you like this.”“But you are.” He raised his brows, teasing me. “And your
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