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The man at the desk said something to me in Czech, and I grimaced apologetically.

“Sorry, I only speak English. I’m here to see my wife, Ms. Davenport. She lives in 1208.”

The man stared at me for a long moment, and I wasn’t sure if he even understood what I’d said.

“Ah yes, Mr. Davenport. I’ve seen pictures of the two of you online.” He nodded, but a concerned crease formed between his brows. “I’ll call up.”

I smiled. “No, please don’t. This is a surprise visit.”

He shifted, looking uncomfortable. “Are you sure you don’t want me to alert her you’re here?”

“It’s fine. I have a key.”

I headed for the elevator, not waiting for him to stall me longer, half worried he’d call up anyway. He really didn’t seem to get the idea of a surprise.

After a wrong turn when I got off on her floor, I found the right door. The key fit in the lock, and I quietly let myself in. If she had an early call in the morning she might already be in bed, but that was alright. I would slide into bed beside her and cuddle her until morning.

I put down my bag by the door and took off my shoes, trying to identify the strange sound in the apartment.

Was she watching porn?

Hot.

Quietly, I made my way through the apartment. Despite so many video calls with Tarryn since she’d gotten the place, the layout was still a bit different than I’d imagined.

Carefully, I peeked around the corner into the bedroom, hoping to catch her naked, sprawled out across the mattress, touching herself while she watched some smut.

My wife…

My Tarryn…

She wasn’t alone.

Of course, fucking Loïc was here, giving her exactly what I’d been fantasizing about on the trip over.

The man was a fucking thief—of her time, of the use of her body, hopefully not of her heart.

She was on her back, with her arms threaded through her folded legs. He was holding her wrists and his shoulders held her thighs wide as he used his mouth on her. Her hips were pressed upward, demanding. Desperation parted her lips and squeezed her eyes shut.

Loïc stopped and rested his chin on her pubic bone. Tarryn mewled in unintelligible need.

My cock went from asleep to wide awake, demanding I push Leduc away and plunge deep inside her.

“What’s wrong with my girl?” he crooned.

“Please...” She writhed and dug her heels harder against his back.

She’s not his girl. She’s fuckingmine.

“Please let me come.”

“Does your pretty pussy want my mouth or my cock?”

“Anything! Please. Use anything you want—put it anywhere—just let me come.”

Anger and jealousy vied for dominance in my head, but it was my rampant, raging hard-on that won out.

Loïc groaned and shifted upright, looking torn about what he wanted to do to her first. He was naked from the waist up, and his jeans had slid low, as though they were undone. His long dark hair fell in a cascade that gave me peekaboo glimpses of her desperate expression.

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