CHAPTER 3: FUCKED BEFORE MY HUSBAND

LENA’S POVThe drive back to my place was a blur.

Damon’s hand was on my thigh the whole time, his fingers tracing lazy circles over my skin, inching closer and closer to my pussy.

By the time we pulled into my driveway, I was a trembling mess, my body aching for him again.

My husband, Mark, was waiting in the living room when we walked in. He was sprawled on the couch, a glass of whiskey in hand, his eyes dark with anticipation.

He’d known I was going out. Known what I was after. And the horny look on his face told me he’d...