Code Red Books Novels & Stories

Her soft thigh brushing mine underwater. The way her full tits rose and fell with that sharp little gasp. Fuck. At thirty-three, I had built a successful tech startup, fucked my share of beautiful women, but none of them compared to her. Emily. Ryan’s wife. My best friend’s wife. The one woman I was never supposed to want this badly. Her body was a goddamn masterpiece—those heavy, perfect breasts, the way her wide hips swayed when she walked, that juicy ass I’d jerked off thinking about for years. And those hazel eyes that pretended to be innocent while hiding filthy secrets. I knew she felt it too. The air crackled whenever we were near each other.