This is what Dana wanted. A man who didn't know her husband, who couldn't respect him, who would never fear him.

As her body was pushed against the door and his hands started tearing her clothes from her body, she struggled to find her key and place it in the lock. It wasn't as though she was being cautious, with her bra enclosed breasts visible to anyone in their upscale suburban neighborhood. She hadn't even bothered to see if anyone was milling about.

They weren't even a few feet into the house when she dropped to her knees, unbuckled his belt and pulled off his jeans. The door had barely...