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“I told her she has to tell him.”

“Of course she does,” I say. The words are harsher than I intend, but I’m still bitter about the time I missed out on with Chloe.

“But what if that isn’t enough?” Cat asks, oblivious to my turmoil. “I just want them to be as happy as we are. It feels wrong.”

“I know, sweetheart.” I brush her hair behind her ear. “You have the most beautiful heart. But in the end, it’s up to them to choose happiness and move past the anger.”

When I pushed aside the hurt and clung to what I had, it made all the difference. And I hope one day they can find that peace too.

“If they’d just talk—”

“Always easier to say from the outside.” I give her a sad smile. “If I had talked to you years ago…”

She sighs, leaning into me. “You were protecting me.”

“Yeah, but we lost so much time.”

This time, she’s the one to brush my hair from my eyes. “We’re together now, though, and things are amazing.”

“Yeah?” I ask, hope lighting a fire inside me.

“More than amazing,” she says as she sinks to her knees in front of me.

“What are you doing, Kitten?”

“Showing you just how amazing we are,” she says, working the button and zipper of my pants, then pulling my stiffening cock into her hands.

“Holy fuck,” I grunt as she wastes no time deep-throating me.

Her mouth is hot, her grip is tight, and her tongue works over the vein that makes me growl. Then she peers up at me and smiles around my dick.

I drop my head back and laugh. “Don’t do that, Kitten.”

Her smile only grows. Her eyes flash with challenge, and in return, I wrap my hand around her throat. She gags as I hold her still and fuck her mouth.

The door to my office opens without a knock, and Sophie appears. “Have you seen Cat?”

Cat doesn’t stop, even after I grip her neck tight, trying to keep her still. Instead, she sucks harder.

And despite my best efforts, a grunt slips from my throat in response.

“Oh my god. She’s totally under your desk blowing you, isn’t she?” Sophie asks. Her eyes are huge with shock, but her smile is wide.

“Could you please leave and shut the fucking door on your way out?” I growl.

Sophie cackles and grabs the doorknob. As she’s pulling it shut, she cheers, “Good job, Cat. Don’t forget to swallow!”

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

December 8, 2022

Subject: I love you

Wife,

Only one more day until I get to dance with you at our party.

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