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I turn trusted housewives into adulterous whores.
Letâs face it, nothing lasts forever. She may have started out as your wet dream, but now sheâs your ball and chain. Let me set you free.
Iâll turn your loyal lady into a lecherous liar.
I can give you the uncontested divorce you desire, end your impending engagement, or rid you of that clingy girlfriend.
Either way, youâll be a free man.
My name is Rift, and men pay me to have affairs with their women. Itâs my job to get caught. While unethical, my profession is easy. Hell, most days itâs fun. At least until I fall for the soon-to-be ex of my newest client.
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STALK MELISSA ANDREA
I reached out to unzip the plastic
holding my dress, but just as I did, the door to the dressing room flew
open, and Dylan stood there looking back at me.
holding my dress, but just as I did, the door to the dressing room flew
open, and Dylan stood there looking back at me.
His eyes were wide with shock, as if he hadnât expected me to be behind
the door, and then they dropped from my face and slid down my body in an
invisible caress.
the door, and then they dropped from my face and slid down my body in an
invisible caress.
I should have covered myself; I
should have screamed at him to get out, but I didnât move or tell him to go.
The way he was looking at me, I needed that. I needed to feel beautiful and
desirable.
should have screamed at him to get out, but I didnât move or tell him to go.
The way he was looking at me, I needed that. I needed to feel beautiful and
desirable.
âWhat are you doing here?â I watched
him, his eyes a stormy blue.
him, his eyes a stormy blue.
His eyes devoured me, making me feel
uncomfortable. If Mitchell supposedly loved me and disliked what he saw when he
looked at me, then surely a man who didnât love me would see me as even worse.
uncomfortable. If Mitchell supposedly loved me and disliked what he saw when he
looked at me, then surely a man who didnât love me would see me as even worse.
âThe lady out front said the
bathroom was the last door on the right, but Iâm guessing she meant the last
door on the left,â he said, not bothering to the hide the fact that he was
looking at my body.
bathroom was the last door on the right, but Iâm guessing she meant the last
door on the left,â he said, not bothering to the hide the fact that he was
looking at my body.
I nodded, not sure what to say.
âI should apologize and turn around
and leave.â
and leave.â
I swallowed hard.
He didnât leave.
Instead, he moved into the room and
quietly shut the door behind him.
quietly shut the door behind him.
âBut you see, thereâs a problem.â
âWhatâs that?â I asked.
He reached out, running a single
finger over my shoulder and down across my chest. âI canât stop looking at
you.â
finger over my shoulder and down across my chest. âI canât stop looking at
you.â
I folded my arms across my chest
now, feeling more exposed than I ever had in my life. His finger dipped into
the top of my folded arms and between my breasts.
now, feeling more exposed than I ever had in my life. His finger dipped into
the top of my folded arms and between my breasts.
âYouâre covering yourself like a
woman who thinks sheâs unattractive,â he said, moving close enough that his
whispered words ruffled the hairs on the
side of my face. âBut the truth is, my cockâs hard just looking at you.â
woman who thinks sheâs unattractive,â he said, moving close enough that his
whispered words ruffled the hairs on the
side of my face. âBut the truth is, my cockâs hard just looking at you.â
I stiffened at his words.
No one had ever spoken to me like
that. No man had ever been so brazen, saying naughty words to me in such a
manner.
that. No man had ever been so brazen, saying naughty words to me in such a
manner.
âHow does that make you feel, Gwyn?â
He moved closer, his lips skimming my earlobe and making me bite my bottom lip.
He moved closer, his lips skimming my earlobe and making me bite my bottom lip.
I should have run out, but I was
half naked. And the truth was, I couldnât move. My legs were stiff, and my feet
were rooted to the spot.
half naked. And the truth was, I couldnât move. My legs were stiff, and my feet
were rooted to the spot.
âHow does it make you feel knowing
my cock is hard and throbbing for you?â He licked my lobe, and I shivered.
âHere you are, in your white bra and panties, looking so innocent and
corruptible … whatâs an evil man like me supposed to do?â
my cock is hard and throbbing for you?â He licked my lobe, and I shivered.
âHere you are, in your white bra and panties, looking so innocent and
corruptible … whatâs an evil man like me supposed to do?â
âYouâre not evil,â I said, finally
able to speak up.
able to speak up.
My voice squeaked with my words,
making me blush even harder.
making me blush even harder.
He leaned back, his brow lifting in
question. âYou donât think Iâm evil?â
question. âYou donât think Iâm evil?â
I shook my head. âNot even a little
bit.â
bit.â
âI assure you I am.â Again, he
leaned forward, pressing his lips against my shoulder.
leaned forward, pressing his lips against my shoulder.
As if an automatic reflex, I tilted
my head to the side to give him more skin to explore.
my head to the side to give him more skin to explore.
âIâm jealous of the way the lace on
your panties is riding up your curvy hips and disappearing into the sweet space
between your thighs.â He kissed my shoulder once again, his breath striking the
side of my neck and filling my ear. âI want to be that lace, Gwyn. I want to be
resting inside your warmth.â
your panties is riding up your curvy hips and disappearing into the sweet space
between your thighs.â He kissed my shoulder once again, his breath striking the
side of my neck and filling my ear. âI want to be that lace, Gwyn. I want to be
resting inside your warmth.â
Dear God, he was good, and I was so very bad.Â
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