Easton

Liam let go of her tits, and his hand ran down her stomach.

“Do I make you nervous?” he asked.

“No. I’ve never felt anything like this.”

“No desire?”

“No.”

“Then I’m glad it’s me that’s done this.” He pressed against her ass. The hard ridge of his cock was evidence of his excitement to be in this situation with her. Would this ruin everything between them, or would it only enhance what they had?

“I don’t want to ruin us.”

“We’re better than what we want, Scarlett. I love you. It’s never going to change. It doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy each other, and I don’t want to see you suffer. You have a right to pleasure like everyone else.”

He cupped her pussy, one finger sliding between her slit, stroking over her clit, before gliding down to thrust inside her, and she cried out his name. It was just a single digit, and yet, it was everything and so much more. She’d not had physical sex in so long.

The last person had been her abusive ex.

She had never told Liam how far it went, and she didn’t want to. Those were bad memories.

Liam was not that guy. She wasn’t afraid of him, and her body was on fire.

He added a second finger, thrusting them in and out, before drawing his fingers up to her clit, to tease across her nub. His other arm held her up, keeping her stable as he worked her pussy. Her legs felt like jelly as he touched and played with her. His lips never stopping as he kissed at her neck.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that? I’ve always imagined what it would be like for us to have this. For us to be together.”

“Why?”

“You’re a woman I want, Scarlett. You’re a great person, the best mother, and I love spending time with you.”

“You’ve never said anything.”

“I will never spoil what we have. It means more to me than sex.”

He added a third finger. At the same time, he pressed her up against the wall, and she put her hands to steady her, the cold tile making her gasp as her flesh hit it. Liam tilted her hips. He didn’t stop playing with her pussy, but he began to play with her body, cupping and squeezing her tits, stroking down her back. His hard cock rested against her ass.

She wasn’t afraid. She wanted him to plunge inside her, to take the next step and make her his.

The ring seemed to taunt her. She was Liam’s in all things but this. They had never done anything like this.

With his fingers inside her, he used his thumb to tease across her clit, and she just couldn’t take it anymore.

She came hard, crying out his name. The sound echoed around the bathroom, flooding her senses with need.

Liam’s lips were on her back, traveling up her neck.

“I love the sound of your orgasm, but now, I want to hear you scream louder.” He picked her up and carried her into their bedroom.

He dropped her on the bed, spreading her legs open, and before she had time to come down from the first arousal, his lips were on her again, drawing a second orgasm from her. She didn’t think they could ever come back from this.

She knew what her relationship had been missing with Liam, and now, she also knew she’d never be enough for him.

With Easton suddenly back, her feelings were all messed up. Even as he’d caused her so much pain in the past, she knew she still had feelings for him. Glancing over at Liam, she had to wonder, would he ever be enough for her?

****

After a night of giving his wife scream-worthy orgasms, he knew it would be too much for her to see him, so he’d left their bed early.

Junior was already up and ready for school. Rather than have a driver take him, he grabbed one of his cars, and drove him to school, promising to be by to pick him up. Before leaving, he’d left Scarlett a note saying to call him when she woke.

They would need to talk, but for now, he had other plans.

With Junior safe in school, there was only one place he wanted to go. Putting his foot to the gas, he drove toward the city. He didn’t live too far from the city, an hour’s drive tops. He wanted to be available for his own company but still be a recluse. His home was set back into the country, and he loved it. The privacy it offered was incredible. There was no reason to ever leave his property.

For the most part, Liam’s life was modest. He stayed grounded, and never in all of his years, had he ever felt … the need to believe he was special or that he was worth more. Of course, he’d encountered this kind of attitude but rarely indulged in it. He never did business with this kind of personality either.