Page 14 of Butter My Biscuit

“Go have fun. Get outta here.Joooeeeeeyis on the other side of that door.” I force a laugh.

“Yeah, he is. I’ll see ya.”

I give her a wave and watch her get out of the truck.

Grace struts down the sidewalk like it’s her runway, swinging her sexy hips in those heels. Before she makes it to the door, she turns and gives me a thumbs-up. Then, she takes a few steps forward and rings the doorbell.

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GRACE

It’s colder outside than I expected, and the cool draft sneaks its way up the bottom of my coat that falls right above my calves.

After I give Harrison a thumbs-up, I reach forward and ring the doorbell, admiring the stonework on this gigantic house. I looked up his place before visiting and saw a picture of it online. Even though I knew what to expect, it’s larger in real life.

Through the glass, I see someone walking toward the door. My heart rate increases because I know Joey is just feet away. So, I carefully untie my coat.

When the door swings open, I smile, then open both sides, revealing the red lingerie I bought just for him. “Surprise.”

He pulls me close and kisses me, stealing my breath away. Our tongues slide together, and I wrap my arms around his neck. I hear the mean roar of Harrison’s truck as he drives away.

“You’re so sexy,” Joey mutters against my lips, leading me inside. He shuts the door, pressing my body against the cold wood. “What are you doing here?” He searches my face.

“I came to surprise you for our anniversary.”

He takes my hand, leading me down the hallway that opens into the huge living room with plush white furniture. I look around, amazed, but he’s staring at me. I meet his gaze, and then I see he’s hard for me.

Our mouths find each other again, and we stumble to the couch. He pops my breasts outside of the bra and sucks on my nipples, then licks my neck before sucking my earlobe.

I sit up, reaching for his belt, desperately needing to feel him inside me. This will be our first time together. The anticipation nearly kills me.

“I told you I didn’t like surprises, but, baby girl, I’ll take you any day.”

I desperately unzip his pants, needing him. And just as I lift my ass to pull down my panties, I hear the doorbell.

Joey looks pissed, and all I can think is, Harrison decided to act like my big brother after all. Then, seconds later, I hear a beeping, like someone is punching in a security code.

“Get up,” he says. “Hurry.”

I pull up my panties, and he leads me to a closet, then pushes me inside. Like I’m a mop.

“Joey!” a high-pitched female voice says as he closes the door.

It’s dark. I’m cold and confused. My heart rate is ticking so hard; it causes my head to pound. None of it makes sense as I try to understand what the fuck is going on.

“Sweetheart, you’re home. I missed you so much. What a surprise!”

Even though it’s pitch-black in this small space, I see red. Emotions flood through me as I realize I’ve become … thehome-wrecker.

Theotherwoman.

His youngermistress.

I can hear their loud kisses and smacking.

“You’re so hard for me,” she says and laughs.

I want to throw up.

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