Page 40 of Demanding Husband


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Those words echoed around Dino’s head all damn day. It was all he could think about. All he could focus on. Dino needed to join in on the fun. The fear of missing out was getting to him, worming its way under his skin and setting up camp.

Just as he was imagining all the sordid things Vince doing, the man himself walked into the bar. Dino raised his arm above his head and waved his friend over. Vince approached, carrying a plastic bag and his camera strap dangling down around his neck. Dino could only stare in disbelief. That’s not a man who’s spent the day fucking, he thought.

He couldn’t help frowning as Vince sat beside him and set his plastic bag on the bar. He ordered a club soda. A soda.

Dino side-eyed Vince, trying to piece everything together. When Vince finally looked at him, his drink in hand, his expression changed to surprise.

“What?” he asked, laughing.

Dino looked down at Vince’s arms. They were bright red, sunburned. Those weren’t the arms of a man stuck inside a hotel room all day. Those were the arms of a man caught up in sight-seeing.

“Did you lie to me?” Dino asked.

An indent appeared between his eyebrows. “What?” he asked, raising his voice. “When?”

“This morning. You said you were going out to fuck girls all day.”

Vince took a sip of his cola then chuckled. “You’re not serious, right?”

“Yes, I am.”

“It was a joke,” Vince said, setting his glass back on the glass bar top. “I went out, did a little touristy sight-seeing, took some great pictures,” he gestured to the camera hanging from his neck, “then picked up some things for Lorelei.”

Dino scoffed.

“What?” Vince asked, his brows slinking high up on his forehead.

“When did you become such a wussy?” Dino snapped. “When did you stop whoring your way around the globe, huh?”

Vince frowned, his eyebrows lowering to cover his eyes. “I don’t know … Why do you care?”

“You’ve changed,” Dino said, shaking his head. “You’re not the man I once knew.”

“Maybe not,” Vince replied with a shrug.

Dino looked away in disgust. Who had invited him to Thailand? Who had brought him here? It wasn’t the Vince he knew and loved, that was for sure. Dino brought his whiskey to his lips. I’ll have to make my own fun, he thought bitterly.

Chapter twenty-four

Two heads are better

Bothgirlspiledintothe limousine. Vince watched from his seat, eyeing Claire’s friend. He’d seen Paige before, a couple of times. The most memorable was when Claire had jumped into his arms and humped him, right in front of her school gates. Back then, Paige had looked like a teenager. She was immature, with plump cheeks and a dumpy body. But now she looked thin, withdrawn, like she’d been living in a harsh world for thirty years without a break or a chance at happiness. It hadn’t even been that long since he’d last seen her but the change was drastic. She looked sick.

Claire sidled up to him, a huge grin on her face. She raised one leg and straddled him, lifting her skirt, and pressing her pussy against his cock. His eyes bulged. He felt dampness through his pants—she was wet and ready for him. Claire leaned forward and nibbled on his earlobe, moaning quietly as she moved her hips back and forth. Vince grabbed Claire’s hips and tried to stop her, glancing over her shoulder at Paige. Her deadened eyes didn’t look phased. She was staring at them, but she wasn’t seeing.

“Stop,” Vince mumbled. “Your friend is here.”

Claire giggled and kissed him on the lips.

“It’s fine,” she cooed. “I just want my Daddy.”

Without warning, she started to move her hips again. Vince felt his cock pulse and grow in response. Soon, he wouldn’t be able to stop her, his cock would be too eager to fuck Claire’s tight little cunny.

“It’s not fine,” he said sternly. “I said stop, so stop.”

Claire pouted and relaxed her hips, but refused to move off his body.

“It’s fine,” Paige said, sounding much farther away than she was.

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