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My heart pounding
What appropriate response could I give to a husband I didn't want, who happens to be a freaky sadist.
"What do you want me to say. The only advice I can give you is call one of your lovers and fuck them senseless for all I care or better yet the waitress she seems willing"
"Emily be serious or else" he warned
I ignored him cutting into my steak it is quite divine.
He leaned over the table kissing me by surprise. He moved fast I never saw it coming, his mouth warm and flavored by our drinks. His tongue dip into my mouth and I groan dropping my fork. Shock by my reaction I pulled away gasping.
"I own few clubs in Tampa we should go clubbing some time maybe this weekend"
My head spun I nodded widely
"Are you crazy, this will never work I need more than sex. Please give me time to repay you?"
"How do you know it wouldn't work if you haven't given it a try' signalling the waitress for more cutlery.
He wets his lips gazing at me, my body temperature on the rise as if his lips had actually touched my skin.
" I need to be inside you Emily giving you what both of us need, whether you want to admit it or not"