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He pounded us into the wall, thrusting intofrenzy

He lifted his head and our eyes ed in his expression, and sorew even faster, deeper, and out of control

I felt his thumb press down on my clit, and the co ered his as ainst runt as his hips jerked against me in climax

The world slowly caasm faded Suddenly I was painfully aware of the cold brick wall at led to get our breath back, of his heavy weight againstmy neck

Fear slithered through me

We hadn’t had sex like that, passion between us like that, in a long time

And it hadn’t really been between us

It had been between er at the bar

Did Nate and I have to pretend now to get each other off?

And what did that mean?

Was our emotional connection so screwed that we needed this?

Part ofoverly concerned Nate and I had used fantasy in our sex life for a long ti me so much now?

Because that was before he pulled away from me

Did he now need the anonymity? Did he need to pretend I was someone else so he could fuck me wildly?

Nate e in ainst my mouth, “Are you cold?”

I nodded, not wanting to speak the truth, and round A o I hadn’t been aware of the chill in the air in the alley at all, but now that Nate mentioned it, I shivered as I listened to him zip up his trousers

“I loststupidly vulnerable as I pushed my hem down and then pulled my bra and dress up

“Do you want me—?”

“Forget theround

As reality ca back, I just wanted out of there

Thankfully, Nate didn’t waste rabbed my hand and led me out until ere back on the quiet street, this ti toward the boardwalk, toward the inn

After a few moments of silence, my husband squeezed my hand “You okay?

I gave hi the concern in his expression “I’ood You?”

His eyes narrowed “Well, I was a few asoing on with you?”

“Nothing,” I tried to assure hireat”

“We’ve been together for fourteen years, babe I knohen you’re lying” He let go of my hand and came to a standstill in theon?”

My sto hi”

“Nothing?” He suddenly got in ht your husband wouldn’t care if a stranger was fucking you? Because the answer there, Liv, was supposed to be, ‘Yeah, baby, it would drive hie,’ and I was supposed to answer in kind by fucking you hard to illustrate the fact that the thought of any other e Instead you said I wouldn’t care What the fuck was that?”