Robert’s mouth crashed against hers, hot, wet, hungry, his hands gripping her ass, pulling her against his hard c**k through his slacks.
Sky let him take her, let him shove his tongue deep, let him think she was his. Let him believe she was soaking for him.
But she wasn’t.
Because in her mind, It was Xavier. It was Xavier’s hands.
Xavier’s lips against her throat, whispering filthy words into her skin. Xavier’s c**k pressing against her, thick and heavy, teasing her c**t, making her beg for him to ruin her all over again.
Robert had no idea.
He thought she was his to f**k. But Sky?
She was already owned by Xavier. She has always been owned by him even before she met Robert. This was the f*****g truth.
They stumbled into the bedroom, clothes being torn off, thrown to the floor in
