Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Wet dream and nightmare.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I froze in place, hands instinctively flying to cover my mouth as if that would somehow undo what just happened. My eyes squeezed shut for a moment, though the damage was already done.

My mind went blank, like an error screen flashing in my head. My body froze, but my face? That betrayed me entirely, heating up faster than I could regain control.

Jared looked just as startled as I felt. His hands flew to cover himself, his face a mix of shock and frustration as he avoided meeting my gaze.

"I was just trying to ask... if you were going to use the hot tub first. If not, then I-" He stuttered, his words tripping over themselves like his brain couldn't quite catch up. He blinked rapidly, flustered. "Why did you come in?" My face burned with embarrassment, and my words refused to cooperate.

"I-uh-sorry! I didn't know!" I stammered, spinning on my heels so fast I nearly tripped.

What was I supposed to say? That I'd been so distracted on a Facetime call with Dwayne-a friend who defied explanation-that I hadn't paid attention to Jared's question?

I ducked my head, fumbling for an escape.

"Uh... maybe we can postpone this conversation until you're, um, done?" I managed, my voice pitched higher than normal. "I... uh... have something to take care of right now anyway."

Without waiting for a response, I turned and fled the room, my cheeks burning so hot I could practically feel the heat radiating off me.

As soon as I was out of earshot, I exhaled heavily, leaning against the wall. The memory of what I'd just witnessed replayed itself on a loop in my mind, vivid and entirely unhelpful.

Why the hell was I suddenly so bothered?

It wasn't like I hadn't seen him like that before. We used to share everything, even moments like this, back when things were good between us. But this? It felt... different. Like seeing him for the first time all over again.

I pressed my lips together, suppressing a nervous grin, and hurriedly grabbed my phone. Scrolling to Dwayne's contact, I quickly typed out a message:

for the sudden interruption! I'll make it up to you later this evening.

hit send, my

phone buzzed with his reply. I checked it, half-expecting a teasing quip, and smiled to myself.

for Jared to finish up before I could even

********

A man stood before me.

as his fingers brushed the belt of my robe, tugging it loose with

skimmed my collarbone, igniting a trail of fire down my skin. His breath was hot against my neck,

I didn't even see his face, yet everything about him felt achingly familiar. My body answered for me, arching toward

and reverent all

moved to cover myself, but he gently caught

from me," he whispered.

my hips with a possessiveness that made my heart race. The world blurred

the press of his

heat of

for him, my hands finding the solid expanse of his

strength incarnate, yet he melted under my touch, responding to every gasp and

I couldn't. I opened my mouth, only to release

back, exposing

I wanted more.

growled low in his throat, and then his lips were on

untamed, and I drowned in it, lost in the way he

yet not enough. I clung to him, desperate to hold onto the moment, to savor the way he made me feel

he brushed his lips against my taut, cherry-red nipple, silencing my question with an unexpected

a rush of incredible

couldn't help but

large hand, pinching that nipple each time he