His lips slowly and sweetly devoured each and every part my skin, like he owned every inch of me. I moaned his name “Antonio” again and again, I was breathless under the weight of his smooth firm body and the fire he lit deep inside of me. But just when I was about to come undone, just when my voice rose in one final moan… “Sebastian.” Damn!! I called out the wrong name. His estranged son’s name. And in that one second.. the air turned ice-cold, his touch vanished, and the man who had just made me and my body feel like a goddess now looked at me like he could bury me next to his first wife.