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Mia

Later that night, bothTiffany and I were setting the table as Jude walked into the house. A glance passed between her and I, her cheeks flushing.

I laughed, went up to her and kissed her cheek. “Don’t be nervous. He won’t be mad. I promise.”

She nodded, chewing her bottom lip.

After I used her good and hard with my toy, we went to our separate bathrooms and showered. I almost hinted to shower together but thought that might have been too much for her, so I never suggested it.

I still remembered the sounds of her screams and the way her body trembled as the violent orgasm possessed her.

Ever since, I couldn’t wait to tell my husband what we had done.

“I feel like you both are up to something,” Jude said, coming into the dining room. He grabbed my hand and pulled me against him before smacking a hard peck on my lips. “Or you were up to something earlier. I can’t tell.”

I laughed, pushing out of his hold. “Maybe we shouldn’t tell you and let you stew.” I walked past Tiffany, lightly grazing my hand across the seat of her ass.

She shivered.

My laugh deepened.

“Something’s definitely up.” Jude followed me but stopped behind his stepsister. “What did you do?” he asked her.

“I did nothing.” She nodded toward me. “It was all her.”

“Is that right?” Jude glanced between us. In a quick move, he had his hand around the back of her neck and her face pressed against the top of the table.

My heart jumped.

A gasp left her. “What are you doing?”

“Shut up.” His other hand landed against the seat of her ass. “Tell me what happened today, Mia.”

I crossed my arms under my chest, leaning against the wall. “Or else what?”

His hand smacked her again. “Tell me.”

I feigned a yawn. “Not sure what you’re getting at.”

Jude grinned, his hand landing once again across Tiffany’s ass.

She yelped, struggling under him.

“Tell me,” he demanded.

A shiver rippled down my spine. God, I loved this side of him. The dark side. The side that needed to come out and play for fear that he would lose control.

When I didn’t answer, Jude pulled Tiffany’s dress up and over her ass. His palm connected with her rear.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

Her skin turned red.

My heart thumped.

Her moans made him grin.

“More,” I heard myself say.

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