“You look hot.”
Robert’s leaning in the doorway, watching me with lust in his eyes.
I give him my best flirty grin. “Oh, this old thing?”
He crosses to me. His hands find my waist from behind, and we both look at my reflection. The woman staring back doesn’t look like Mrs. Robert Matthews, charity board member.
She looks hungry.
Robert’s fingers trail down my hip. “You’re not wearing underwear.”
“Is there any point?”
His cock stirs against my ass. “Christ, Shannon.”
His gaze drops to my left hand in the mirror. My ring catches the light.
“Are you going to take it off again?”
The question is loaded.
“Yes.” I meet his eyes in the reflection. “Before I go in.”
“Why?”
He knows why, but he clearly wants to hear me say it.
“Because when I walk through those doors, I’m not your wife.” My voice drops. “I’m just a woman who owes them money. A woman they can use however they want to.”
Robert’s breath goes ragged against my neck.
“And when you put it back on?”
“Then I’m yours again. Coming home to you. Full of them but belonging to you.”
He spins me around. Kisses me so hard it smudges my lipstick. His hand fists in my hair, tilting my head back, and I feel how hard he is through his jeans.
“Go.” He releases me, stepping back reluctantly. “I’ll be waiting.”
At the door, I pause. “Robert?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
His smile turns wolfish. “I know. Now go let them ruin you so I can put you back together.”
The neon sign of the Goldpoint Casino blinks as I pull into the lot. My pussy is already wet, and let’s be honest here, it’s been wet all day. Maybe all week.
I’m about to let two men fuck me at the same time. I’ve never done this. What has my life become?
Amazing, that’s what.
My neck flushes hot and my nipples harden. God, I’m such a slut. And I don’t even care anymore.
I check my phone. Robert’s already texted.
ROBERT:Thinking about you. Tell me everything.
