My Neighbor's Wife

ulled back by his fist as he rams his dick into her, punishing her, hitting her. Her eyes aren't closed. No, she's gazing out the wind

er, a lustful haze darkening her eyes. And she

nctively hiding my erection. There's no way she sees me. My w

I'm unsure how long I let the downpour drench me. I don't get out until my teeth is clattering and my lips are blu

killed and I have punished myself every day for just as long. It is, after all, the biggest reason I left Mil

r a woman I barely even know. It makes me want to sit in the front pews at the nearest church and beg Dio for damned forgiveness. It ma

ng digits. I have a photographic memory. That made it much more impossible to forget what her folds looked

the first ring."

back and suppress a groan at the burn

round." Two offers actua

arket, Jon. I no l

wfully slow before his low response." You have yet to hear the other offer

Enzo when I let him take my father's seat as heir. I loved it there. Priya loved it there. I intended to sell it when the memories, grief an

t free in my head at the sight of that woman." I don't care, Jon. Take the covers off my damned f

I was a big softie trying to hide behind brutal threats I could

s voice catching." The house w

eased." V

o my car and drive down the street, the entire course of my life s