by Q.B. Tyler
Publication Date: May 24, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Womens Fiction
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I was in a relationship with two men and neither were giving me up.
That thought flashed through Charlotte's brain like a bright neon light as she followed her husband out of her marriage counselor's office.
The office where she'd sat twice a week as she tried to repair the glaring problems in her marriage.
The marriage that she'd fought hard to save to a man that wasn't fighting alongside her. She'd been lied to, ignored and used as a pawn to climb his ladder to success. Charlotte was broken, not just her marriage.
But, then she met Dr. Montgomery and everything changed.
They say love is patient and kind of course, but what happens when that love comes at the cost of everything?
Love was a force that took no prisoners when it decided to strike and Charlotte had been hit, hard.
By a man that wasn't her husband.
By the very man who was supposed to save her marriage.
"Did you come?"
My head whips toward his, my cheeks on fire at the three words uttered from that perfect mouth. "What did you say?"
"The last time you and your husband were intimate, did he make you come? Did he take care of your needs? The few times, what a year that you make love, does he even care about your pleasure?"
"I don't see how that's relevant or any of your business!"
I snap, simultaneously trying to channel the lust coursing through me into anger.
"Anything between you and Mr. Wells is my business, Charlotte." It's not lost on me that he continues to call my husband Mr. Wells but now I'm Charlotte. And Jesus if it doesn't sound good coming from his lips. I find myself wondering how it would sound while he's coming before I can stop myself. I clench in response to the pornographic thoughts playing through my mind on a loop. You're blushing, he says, snapping me from my thoughts.
I put my hands to my cheeks in an effort to soothe the fire. "A man other than my husband just asked me about my orgasms. Excuse me if I'm all out of sorts."
"You're thinking about coming," he says and I detect a hint of darkness in his words. "You're thinking about coming now."
"You don't know what I'm thinking." I look straight ahead not daring to look at the man next to me who's dangerously close to invading my personal space.
"That is incorrect. I know exactly what you're thinking. Your body betrays you, Charlotte."
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