Page 30 of Dearly Betrayed

And the way he called megood girl—and how badly I crave hearing those words again.

His mouth on my nipples. His fingers pummeling between my legs?—

Ah, fucking well, I’m an absolute wreck, but what if Casey’s right? Jayson’s my husband, and if it feels good, and there are so few things that feel good in this place right now, then why not let it happen?

Letting him get me off won’t stop me from ruining his life.

Sex is just sex. Bodies are bodies. Sweat, coming, moaning, all that fun stuff, it’s fleeting.

Revenge, now that’s forever.

“Well, would you look at that,” Casey says, staring off over my shoulder. “As if summoned.”

I turn to look and there’s Jayson, standing at the entrance to the high-rollers area. He’s staring at me with this luscious glare like he both wants to strangle me and fuck me at the same time. I’m not sure if he’d rather kill me or get me off, maybe both.

“Husband of mine,” I say with a resigned sigh. “I should go talk to him.”

“Sure, whatever you want.”

“Thanks for the games. And for the advice.” I push the chips to her.

But she waves me off. “Cash it out. Take the money.”

“Are you sure?” I stare at the stack. “It’s fifteen thousand dollars.”

“Oh, big winner. Congrats, hon. Welcome to the family.”

I smile at her, a genuine smile, unguarded and grateful. I shove the chips into my back pocket and, on a total whim, I go around the table to kiss her cheek.

She’s beaming as I hurry over to meet with my lurking, beastly spouse.

“Having fun?” he asks.

“Actually, yes. Casey’s really nice.”

He grunts. Clearly pissed off. “How much did you take us for?”

“Fifteen grand.”

“Good. Cash out then come upstairs.”

“Good? You really don’t care?”

“Fifteen grand is nothing, little fox. I want you upstairs in our condo in the next ten minutes.”

“I’m sorry now, do you think you can pass down commands?”

He steps closer, hulking and gorgeous, and his hand grabs my arm. Firm, commanding, but not painful. “We have to talk.”

“About what?”

“Our future.”

“A bleak and ugly thing.”

“A brief thing.” He leans closer, his lips near my ear. “We have to talk, and I want to take my frustration out on your dripping pussy. I am going to suck your nipples so hard you scream as I curl my fingers deep inside of you, my lovely wife. No, don’t respond. Just go cash out and if you want to come, you’ll meet me upstairs. Do you understand?”

I’m breathless. Heart’s racing. I can barely think. Fucking man already knows what I want and it’s barely been a day.

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