Amari Bliss Books

"I felt the hard ridge of his erection pressing against my thigh, sending a jolt of heat straight to my core. I gasped into his mouth, and his grip tightened, one hand gripping my breast through my bra. "Fuck," he growled against my lips, squeezing gently. This was crazy. This was reckless. This was just what I needed."

"You feel so damn good," Damon groaned, his rhythm increasing. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he pushed deeper inside me. I moaned in response, the sound automatic, practiced. The perfect wife making the perfect sounds for her perfect husband. All of it as fake as the smile I wore at his business dinners."