CHAPTER ONE: SNEAKING AROUND
EVE'S POV
I've been f*****g my daughter's husband for five months now. At first it started with subtle glances, harsh words that made me drip onto my panties, soft touches that escalated to more.
And before you come here and tell me how I should feel ashamed of myself, don't. I already kick myself everyday for it, but I can't seem to stop.
Graham knew my body more than I did. The rough and demeaning way he handled it made me melt into a puddle of goo.
Today, I was at his private penthouse for another f**k fest. My asshole fingered and lubed open, ready for his c**k.
I swiped my key card, walking into the dark room. This has being our routine for months now. Dim room, no lighting, no speaking from me, and I get to keep my clothes on.
In my head, if
