The sound of the car door slamming, then another, was like a hammer blow to my chest. A key turned in the front door lock, loud and grating in the sudden, horrifying silence of the house.

“Emily! We’re home! We managed to catch an earlier flight!” My new mother’s cheerful, booming voice cut through the air, sending ice through my veins.

My eyes snapped to Liam’s. His face, minutes ago a mask of triumphant lust, was now a portrait of pure, unadulterated shock. His pupils dilated, the predatory gleam replaced by a flash of raw panic. He was still covering me, his body heavy and slick, his cock slowly softening...