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I pressed my lips together in a grim line. “My cheating ex-fiancé.” The words hurt, cutting deep into my heart. I focused on the careful movement of Benedict’s hand on my back, and the warmth radiating from his hot skin through this stupid, ridiculous dress.
“Are you freaking kidding me?”
A gorgeous blonde woman draped herself over the arm of the couch, her legs spread wide as my fiancé plowed into her from behind. She moaned, begging him not to stop as he turned his head frantically between the sexy blonde before him and my furious face in his doorway.
After pumping into the blonde once more, twice more, he pulled out, his reluctance clear. She protested. I didn’t know why. Sex with him had never been that great for me. That’s why I’d surprised him over the holidays. I’d hoped to add spark to our sex life for a week and a half before flying back to DC to resume our long-distance relationship. We’d been patiently waiting for my law firm to approve my transfer to Atlanta.
“Babe, it’s not what you think,” Peter said, his wet and florid dick waving like a flag as it bobbed back and forth in the cool winter air.
The blonde’s eyes widened with surprise. “Who are you?”
“Peter’s ex,” I answered, turning on my heel.
“Wait, Piper! Please! I can explain!” Peter hollered as I stormed down the hallway.
“What do you mean, you can explain?” the woman asked, her voice rising with fury. “Who the fuck was that?”
Goddammit. I pressed the palms of my hands to my eyes to hold back tears. How could he? My carry-on sat beside me, full of wishes for sexual adventures, taunting me, useless to me now.
“You flew to Atlanta to surprise him with a week of wild sex and discovered him cheating on you?” Benedict was furious for me, his eyes dark and intimidating. He shifted his chair closer until his knee brushed up against mine, and I had to resist the urge to lean into him.
I smoothed out the bucket list that I’d snatched out of James’ hands earlier and waved it at them, trying to smile ruefully but failing. “I had a freaking plan. I was going to be his dream girl.”
“Dream woman,” Benedict corrected softly.
For the first time since I’d arrived at Peter’s house that morning, a smile cracked through my tears. I acknowledged the point with a nod.
Ibrahim leaned toward me, grabbing my hand again. “Sweetheart, you shouldn’t have to change to make your fiancé happy. It’s normal and fine to be into vanilla sex.”
I sniffled. “Was I changing? I don’t know! Maybe I am into wild and ridiculous sex and I don’t even know it because I’ve never tried.” I scoffed. “Maybe I never will.”
Ibrahim and Benedict shared a long look over my head. Carefully, as if afraid I’d bolt if he moved too fast, Ibrahim took the list out of my hands. He pushed his glasses up on his nose and read it.
Have sex with a stranger
Experience a threesome
Double penetration
Public sex
Let him tie me up
Let him spank me
Use a butt plug
Go out without panties
Let him put a remote vibrator inside me
My stomach filled with butterflies. I couldn’t believe I was sitting here letting a stranger peruse the ridiculous list I’d come up with for Peter.
“How serious were you about pursuing these?”
I shrugged. “I mean, they were all things he’d mentioned, so I figured I’d give them a try.”
“You wanted to try a threesome?” His eyebrows shot up to his hairline.
