I scrambled up. He didn’t wait. He grabbed me by the waist, spun me, and marched me down the hall to the master bedroom—the bed I’d shared with Lincoln for two sexless years. Dominic shoved me onto it face-first. I landed on my hands and knees. He yanked my hips back so my ass was high, cunt on full display.

“Present that married pussy.”

I arched deeper, spreading my knees wider. Cool air hit my soaked folds. I felt him stare.

Then his tongue was on me.

A long, filthy lick from clit to asshole. I cried out. He growled against my cunt and did it again, slower, savoring. His...