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I suppress a moan as a pinkie slides between my cheeks, his hand so large that he’s able to latch on for a firm grip.
Marissa’s hand catches my attention when it starts to run along his chest, her fake nails scratching across his tattoos, just the way my tongue traveled them not so long ago.
When she lets out a small moan, I sink my teeth into his shoulder, and his fingertips bruise into my skin, the tip of his pinkie pushing against my hole, making me clench my muscles.
When I hear Marissa shift back, I do the same, and she stares at me. I’d claw her eyes out right now if I could. Strangely enough, if I guessed, I’d say the bitch was truly turned on right now.
She licks her lips and shifts closer to Alec. She reaches for my hand, slowly placing it on the inside of her thigh. I don’t look away from her eyes as she slides it higher. I force myself to keep my face neutral.
She then stands, moving behind Alec, her hands gliding across his shoulders. She brings her lips to his ear. “Touch her, Alec,” she whispers, her tapered eyes on me. “Show her what a real man’s hands feel like.”
If you only knew where your husband’s hands had been.
Alec’s jaw clenches as he brings his right hand to my waist. He’s slow to grip me at first, but as soon as he has my hips in his hold, he snaps, and I’m yanked forward until I’m straddling him, my now-wet underwear sitting right on top of his boxers-covered dick, his belt buckle dangling to the side scratching against my inner thigh.
My hands shoot out to catch my balance, planting right against his heated pecs. His skin is so soft and warm, so familiar that my nipples harden against my thin shirt.
Marissa’s taunting chuckle snaps me out of my haze, and my eyes cut to hers.
She stares at me, a calculating look in her light eyes, and mine pinch at the edges.
“Kiss me,” she whispers.
For a second, I think she’s talking to me, but her gaze slowly slides to Alec, her hand coming around to force his face to hers.
My heart beats in my throat as I stare. I don’t know what I expected coming in here, but I feel like I’m being torn in half when his lips grow closer to hers.
And he kisses her, right in front of me, while I sit on his lap.
I try to push off, but he forces me still. A grip that grows tighter, rougher, the longer his mouth stays on hers.
His hands are pushing, which means his kiss is that much angrier, and she’s getting it, not me. His dick grows under me, pushing against my center, and I swear, I might vomit.
I jerk my gaze away, the move causing him to pull from her.
She licks her lips and moves to step back, dropping her robe to the bed, leaving her in nothing but her birthday suit, and she steps behind me.
I keep my eyes locked on his as she runs her fingers across my hips until she’s lifting my shirt over my head. I’m not wearing a bra, so here I sit, on Alec’s lap, in my thong, his wife behind me.
His dick twitches as his grip grows stronger.
She crawls beside us and pushes my hair out of the way, her lips moving to my shoulder.
I fight not to cringe when her mouth glides across my skin. Alec’s brows dip in the center, and the second her hands reach the under part of my bare breast, he jumps to his feet, almost knocking both of us to the floor in the process.
He grabs Marissa in a tight, possessive hold that has me holding my breath, and he spins her around, so her naked ass is facing me. His large hand sinks into her hair, and he yanks it a bit, making her moan as he exposes her neck.
“Nobody”—he growls against her, and her hands shoot up to grip his biceps—“touches your body but me,” he speaks against her skin … but his eyes are locked on mine.
He’s talking to me.
“Your body,” he continues, his teeth now bared with his glare. “Belongs to me. Only me.” He warns in a deep growl, “Woman or not, I don’t give a fuck. No other fucking hands will touch you. Ever. Do you understand me?” One brow is slanted in heavy disapproval.
My body starts to shake in anger, but when Marissa turns her head to smirk, I mask my expression the best I can.
“Sorry, sweetheart. My man doesn’t want to share me.” Her eyes narrow in sick satisfaction. “Get out.”
I force my feet to move slowly, but as soon as I hit the hall, I dart for my room, hearing Alec’s door slam right when I reach mine.
