Page 40 of Cursing My Cheating Husband

The sound of shattering glass jarred us out of it.

Lance and I both jumped back a little to see Maddox standing above the sink, where he’d been rinsing the dishes. His breathing was heavy, rage dominating his features. His hands tightly gripped the edge of the counter. Soapy water surrounded the shards of a broken wine glass on the floor.

I shook my head at him, ostentatiously making a “tsk tsk” noise. “Please be more careful with my glassware in the future, Maddox. I’ll have to charge you for that.”

“Of course, ma’am,” he said in a strangled tone.

Lance looked a bit unsure for a moment, but quickly regained his bearings. “Maybe it’s time to take this… upstairs?”

“You read my mind,” I proclaimed as I rose to my feet. But first, some instructions for the butler. “When you finish cleaning up, please station yourself at the top of the stairs until I release you for the night.”

“You need more from me? Tonight?” he mumbled slowly. “I thought after dinner I’d be… done with my shift.”

“Not just yet. I’ll let you know when you’re done.” I took Lance’s hand and led him to the stairs. “I can’t wait for you to see the bedroom.”

“Oh, neither can I,” he replied, as he slid his hand onto my ass, caressing it expertly. This man had the touch. I couldn’t wait to feel his hands exploring my body.

As we ascended the stairs, groping each other, Maddox watched us go with an intensely enraged glare.

* * *

Lance and I crashed into the bedroom, our hands and mouths all over each other. As his teeth grazed my lower lip, it sent a jolt straight between my legs. It had been a long time since I’d felt a man wanting me this badly. The back of my thighs hit the mattress, and I fell backward onto the sheets with a delighted laugh.

Nice to be having fun in my bedroom again!

Standing above me, Lance pulled off his shirt, and my mouth went dry at the sight of his chiseled pecs and six-pack… and that glorious chest hair I’d liked so much in his pictures.

I sat up just enough to run my fingers through it, trailing my fingers down the ridges of his abs, feeling the way his stomach tensed under my touch as I followed the trail of dark hair to his waistband.

“You have the most incredible body I have ever seen! Your abs are unbelievable!” I yelled, at a volume certain to reach Maddox at his post.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Lance said with a low chuckle, as he kicked off his pants and boxers in a single motion. His thick cock jutted out, the head already glistening with pre-cum. My pussy clenched just from the sight of it.

He wasn’t as big as Maddox, but almost.

“Your dick is so much bigger than my ex-husband’s!” I hollered as I shimmied out of my dress.

He was immediately on top of me. “So you like to be loud?” he said with a confident smirk.

Okay, if that was his first comment, I was probably overdoing the broadcast for the man down the hall.

Then I felt Lance’s mouth on my neck, his lips hot and open-mouthed as he sucked at the sensitive skin just below my ear. My nails dug into his shoulders as his free hand slid up my thigh and between my legs, his fingers hooking on my damp panties and pulling them down.

“Callie, you’re dripping,” he murmured into my ear.

I could only gasp at his touch, the slow, teasing circles around my clit. Just enough pressure to make my hips jerk, but not enough to satisfy the ache building inside me.

“You’re so ready for me,” he growled.

I moaned yes, my back arching off the bed as his fingers slid lower, two of them pressing inside me with a slow, deliberate curl. I clenched around him, my breath catching as he crooked his fingers just right. “I’m ready,” I whispered.

His lips brushed my ear. “You’re so beautiful.” His thumb found my clit again, rubbing in tight, relentless circles as his fingers fucked me deeper and harder. As my thighs trembled around his hand, he pulled away. He reached for the condom on the nightstand, rolling it on with quick efficiency.

Before I could demand more, I felt his cock pressing against my entrance, the tip slick with my arousal.

I grabbed his back tighter, pulling him toward me. I savored the cording of his dense shoulder muscles, the sheer power that was about to drive into me.

And then he was inside me.