Twisted Cravings
I sat up, sucking on her nipples while she ground against me until we both shattered together, her body trembling in my arms.
Afterward, we stayed tangled together under a soft blanket. The night air was cool, but her skin was warm against mine. I stroked her back slowly, feeling her relax completely.
“I stayed away for so long because I knew one taste of you would ruin me,” I confessed quietly.
“Every time I saw you with Ryan, smiling through his lies, it tore me up. I wanted you so badly it made me angry. Angry at him for wasting you. Angry at myself for wanting my brother’s wife.”