Ruin Me, Husband
"Touch me until I cum so hard that I forget my own name," I gasped, my lips brushing his, trembling beneath the weight of his stare.
"You will forget more than that, wife," he rasped, gripping my throat with one hand and sliding the other down my body, "I will make you cum until you forget how to fight your feelings for me."
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Elena
Thrown into a marriage with the city’s most dangerous mafia king, I had one mission, to seduce him, overwhelm him and make him end it. So, I moaned louder, touched deeper, played the part of a woman consumed by lust, all in hopes he would be repulsed.
But Dominic Moretti doesn’t fall for games. He plays them better. Colder, rougher and unrelenting.
Every fake moan becomes real.
Every forced kiss turns savage.
And every time I think that I have the upper hand, he flips me over and makes me forget I ever wanted to get out of this marriage.
He doesn’t believe in love.
I don’t believe in staying.
But when lust ignites war and pleasure starts to hurt in all the right ways, it’s no longer about breaking the marriage, it’s about surviving it.
One of us will break.
One of us will beg.
But we will be both drenched in each other's lust before it’s all over.