Chapter 2: My Husband’s Dangerous Best Friend Licked Peanut Butter Off My Tied-Up Tits
My wrists are bound so tightly behind my back with my own silk robe tie that I can feel my pulse throbbing against the fabric. I’m bent over the kitchen island in nothing but my slutty black lingerie, my heavy t**s spilling out of the barely-there bra, n*****s aching and rock hard. Lucian stands behind me like a predator who’s finally caught his prey.
And I’m soaked. Shamefully, embarrassingly soaked.
This is so f*****g wrong. My husband sent this dangerous man here to punish me, and instead of running, my traitorous p***y is dripping down my thighs like a desperate w***e. Lucian is everything Derek warned me about — cold, powerful, and terrifyingly magnetic. The kind of man who could ruin my life wit
