CHAPTER 76

DARLENE

The man watched me as I mopped up his cum juice from off my chest and between my breasts, snapping my fingers at the gummy after-cast it left.

”Darlene,” Alexander whispered heatedly and my heart knocked against my ribs with panicked excitement as I cranes my neck, but kept my eyes trained on the matte black heroes purse that was sitting attentively on the bedside table.

There was something about his tone that set the alarm bells in my head ricocheting like there was a damn earthquake about to happen. It was hard, guarded. I slowly raised my eyes to meet his almond-shaped orbs, the passion swimming in his hooded gaze made my breath catch in my throat.

“Yeah?” I croaked breathily, ignoring the crank of the leather love seat as my husband shifted uneasily on it, and fingers of trepidation stretched my spine straight.

What was going on? Somehow I sense the weight of this confession was enough that it might threaten to tear us apart, the bane of our marriage swinging merrily off t