Cathleen's thoughts whirled uncontrollably, her mind consumed by the image of Xavier's naked form. She had seen his thick, impressive d**k, and in her current state, she knew it could easily overwhelm her if it were to fill her p*ssy. Fighting to banish these thoughts from her mind, Cathleen closed her eyes tightly. She couldn't allow herself to think of Xavier that way; after all, he had been ruthlessly bedding Olivia at every opportunity, not even caring that his own wife was in the same building.
The memory of their illicit trysts flooded Cathleen's mind, causing her stomach to twist with a mixture of arousal and disgust. This was not the man she had married; this was something entirely different—something dark, dangerous, and enticing. The tension between them simmered like a pot on t
