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And I did just that. The steam quickly evaporated around me as the cool water neutralized the temperature of my burning body.

I should really encourage Aria to start a blossoming relationship with that Ryan kid.

Maybe I was overprotective of her and being too judgmental too fast. I hadn’t forgotten what it was like to be her age. Emily had got pregnant at sixteen, and I was the one who knocked her up, so I couldn’t claim saint status. I had a wife, and I’d promised Vanessa that we would work through our marriage. She wanted to have a baby soon. Being with my daughter was impossible. Last night felt like a crazy acid trip. I partly wished it had never happened.

My erection slowly softened as I turned the heat back up. I was about to finish washing up, when I suddenly felt a familiar pair of arms hug my waist.

“Mind if I join you?” Vanessa kissed my back and reached down lower, wrapping her fingers around my manhood.

Fuck. Not good,I thought.

Sure, it felt great to have her finish the task I was trying to avoid, but just the fact that I wasn’t thinking about my wife while she was pleasuring me was a huge no-no. I felt so guilty.

“Nessa, you don’t have to.” I grabbed her wrist and tried to stop her.

“But I want to,” she whispered seductively in my ear. “Turn around,” Vanessa demanded, forcing my body to twist in her direction.

Determined as I was to stop her, she left me powerless when she crouched down on her knees and made me stand at full attention. Aria’s face flickered in front of me as I closed my eyes and tangled my fingers through Vanessa’s hair. I groaned in pleasure, breathing hard and unevenly. She took every inch down her throat, then licked my shaft before engulfing me with her mouth again.

I remembered the sensation of Aria’s soft, sensuous lips, pressing against mine. The smell of her strawberry vanilla shampoo, the sweltering heat between her thighs … It stimulated me more than the pleasure my wife was giving me. I pulled Vanessa’s head down harder, getting more aggressive with my thrusts while I impaled her mouth. She was choking on my length, but it was too late to stop. I couldn’t.

“Shit!” I said. “Open your mouth for me!”

She obeyed, waiting for me to release.

I kept my eyes shut, imagining Aria on her knees. That’s when my body started convulsing. “Oh fuck… Aria …”I accidentally uttered under my breath, and as soon as I did, I was overcome with panic.

“Whatdid you just say?” Vanessa’s voice broke my state of ecstasy.

Busted.

I opened my eyes and watched her rise to her feet. “I said …” I gently pushed my wife against the wall and slid my hand between her thighs. “Are ya ready?”

Nice save.

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and bit her bottom lip. “Always ready for you, Mister Hunter.” She kissed me and guided my reluctant fingers deep inside of her.

I felt so fucking horrible. All I’d wanted to do was take a shower alone, but I knew I had no right to get angry at Vanessa. She was my wife. She wanted to make me feel good.

Then how come I feel this overwhelming sense that I’ve betrayed Aria?

What Aria doesn’t know won’t hurt her,another voice whispered. My mind was a mess, but I hid that from my wife and focused on pleasuring her. It was the only way to end the shower play. If there was one thing I was confident in, it was taking a woman over the edge of ecstasy. After two minutes, I had her moaning. The wife was satisfied and, technically, I had kept my promise to Aria.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

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I woke up in the morning with a huge smile on my face. The night before had been a dream come true. I had butterflies in my stomach all the while I was showering and getting dressed. I didn’t know what everyone was planning to do during the day, but I knew that Noah would be home. There was plenty of time to kill before Ryan would be over for dinner.

Hopefully Vanessa won’t go all out.

My closet was thoroughly raided as I threw outfit after outfit onto my bed. I just didn’t know what to wear. I wanted to look perfect. After numerous fittings, I decided to wear a white bikini top and a pair of ripped denim shorts, since the weather was nice. It was perfect temperature for a swim in the pool.

I brushed on some gloss and mascara, then quickly tied my hair in a high, messy bun. The delicious aroma of bacon and eggs wafted down the hallway as I made my way to the kitchen for some breakfast. Vienna was already up. Unlike my stepmom, she looked frumpy, but didn’t seem to care in the least about her dressed-down appearance.

“Good morning, Aria.”

“Morning.” I smiled and walked past her, grabbing a box of Cheerios from the pantry.

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