The trip to the cottage was supposed to be relaxing, just some good friends, a nice location and her husband. At the last minute things changed. Now she’s at the cottage and her husband is back home working. Even worse, there is Derek.
Sure Derek might be built like a greek god, all hard, rippling muscles and bronzed skin. Problem was he knew it and always felt the need to act like such a jerk. Why were his hands always all over her, didn’t he know she was married?
Now she can’t help but feel something stirring inside of her, a powerful need that was aching to be fulfilled.
Follow the story of this wife who shockingly finds herself yearning to submit to a cocky jerk with a hot body who knows how to use it.
Excerpt
My eyes hit the ground between his feet and lock onto the piece of floor there. He closes the gap between the two of us, and I don’t do a thing but stare down. The floor goes, and then his bathing suit comes into view.
It is wet, and clingy, and barely disguising what I have seen with my brief glance. I take a deep gulp as I see the full size of it through the fabric, and only whimper slightly in protest when he cups my chin with his hand and draws my face up to stare into his.