Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 65

I rubbed lotion all over my body as I sat by my vanity in my silk robe. Today had not been the day I had even hoped it would be. For one, I had left work early to come and have hot sex with my husband only to find that he was entertaining her.

I know. I sounded like a jealous and spiteful woman but I had the right to be territorial. He was mine and mine alone.

Damon walked in with just a towel around his waist and hair dripping from his shower.

The man looked good enough to eat and that hunger and need for him that had dissipated when I walked into the kitchen earlier today came back with a loud roar.

“See something you like, Mrs. Steyn?” He winked at me through the mirror. “What is that scent? Is it new?”

I nodded. “Caramel. I thought I would try something new.”

Our eyes held each other for a long time, neither one of us moving. My hands rested on my neck and his on the edge of his towel. His eyes darkened just a little as they moved to my perky breasts.

Heat poured into my core like an animal in heat. I could feel the pulsating of my blood vessels causing my center to throb. My tongue darted out to wet my lips ever so slightly.

I slowly pulled the top of my robe down a little further, revealing my breasts completely. I watched the look of hunger take over my husband’s face and the way his tongue darted out of his mouth to wet his lips.

“See something you like; Mr. Steyn?” I teased him by brushing my hand over a nipple and then pinching it ever so slightly. “Drop your towel, Damon.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. The towel dropped revealing his hardened length that was standing at attention. He stroked. his length as he stared at me through the mirror.

My pussy throbbed with the sheer anticipation of him being inside of me. No matter how many times I had been loved on by this man before, it never got old. He never got old. It was explosive and passionate every time we collided. He was like a new dawn. Always something new to discover and new to feel. Just as if it were the first time.

“Are you just going to stand there?” I stood from my seat but the vanity, undoing my robe and letting fall to the ground. “Or are you going to come and satisfy your wife?”

The man crossed the space in two seconds flat and had me in his arms. He placed me on the vanity before he sank down onto his knees. He eyed me from there, the sight only exciting me more knowing what was to come.

commanded and I

was aching for his touch and he knew it. His smile was evidence enough to know he wanted me to be tortured for a

leaned closer and took a quick swipe with his tongue. My body shivered from the contact and oh my God the sensation was like

I arched my back away from the cool mirror. I was sure that I had left marks there but I didn’t

that

cock. His

quickly spreading within me and scorching my insides. It could only

do you want?” He kissed the inside of my

He leaned in his hot breath fanning me as I sought his

My spine shivered.

pulled away his lips. brushed my skin until he came to a stop just in front of my own lips.

aligned perfectly with my entrance. I tried to move closer to finish the distance but his hands came

a virtue.” He kissed my

of mine contract under his touch. “Put it in or move off so I can finish what you

shook as he chuckled. “My, oh my,

in a searing kiss that left me delirious. His hand fingers reached in between us, caressing and touching me, slowly bringing

to suck my taught nipples. He would take his time showing his care for every last inch of me. Making sure that each nipple was

two. I moaned, my head tilting

and closer to my edge. I could feel the delirium settling over me. The sweet buzz of the orgasm as

skin. “Do you like it when I touch you like

I could barely

out he took me off the vanity and turned me so I face the mirror. “Hands on

this. When he allowed his animal instincts

as I was told and pressed my

apart, his hand stroking my ass softly. Without any kind of warning, he plunged his large length into me and we both moaned as he filled me right to the very

stared at me through the mirror. “Do you want to be loved or fucked?”

only one logical answer to

“Fuck me.”