Luca’s footsteps grew louder in the hallway, heading straight toward the living room.

My heart slammed against my ribs like a trapped bird. I was completely naked, legs spread wide on the couch, my father-in-law’s thick cock buried deep inside my soaked pussy. Marco didn’t pull out. He stayed fully sheathed, his powerful body pressed against mine, one hand clamped firmly over my mouth.

"Stay quiet, Lena," he whispered against my ear, voice dark and commanding. "Not a single sound. Or I’ll fuck you even harder while your husband watches."

I nodded frantically, tears of guilt and overwhelming lust streaming down my face. This was insane. This was my husband’s...