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    That was Gianna’s brilliant idea.

    She said since he wouldn’t touch me and I clearly needed the sex, I should put the idea of an open marriage on the table.

    An open marriage wasn’t a bad idea. He wouldn’t touch me, and I needed to be touched. Sex was a source of relief for me. And I haven’t had that relief for so long now so everything was bottled in. Things have been eventful in my lifetely, and all that was adding to the reason I needed relief so badly. So I needed that sex, so I won’t explode.

    Gianna had said I should discuss it with him, but what I wanted was to see his reaction.

    “I want an open marriage, Kade.”

    He looked at me with that bored look, his hands resting on the armrest. He opened his mouth, “Alright.”

    I blinked at him. He blinked back.

    His expression didn’t change, not even in the tiniest bit. It was like I just told him the weather and he didn’t care to know

    about it.

    “Alright?” I repeated, my voice catching between disbelief and irritation. “Alright?! That’s it? That’s all you have to say to

    me?”

    He tilted his head, those mismatched eyes t and unreadable. “You wanted an open marriage. You have it.”

    My lips parted, then shut again. This wasn’t the reaction I wanted–hell, this wasn’t even a reaction. I wanted him wanted him to argue. I wanted him to give a damn.

    angry.

    Instead, he just sat there like a stone, like none of this mattered. Like I didn’t matter.

    “Alright?” I repeated, climbing onto his desk and knocking things off as I crawled to him, my jaw clenched, my eyes hard. “I wanted an open marriage and now I got it?” His eyes followed me, still nk but it was shifting. “That is all you have to say to me, Kade?”

    When I got closer to him, I grabbed him by the cor, shaking him, my temper rising.

    “Vaffanculo, Kade,” I snarled. (Fuck you.) “Damn you all the way down to hell.” I stopped shaking him and pulled his face closer to mine. “You don’t even give a damn, do you? You wouldn’t touch me if I threw myself at you, and now you won’t even blink at the idea of me screwing someone else? What the hell is wrong with you?”

    His gaze slid over me, at how I was kneeling on his desk, and then he sighed. “You want me to stop you?”

    The question made my throat go dry. “What?”

    “You’re not asking for permission, are you? You’re testing me.”

    “Sì, dannazione!” I snapped. “Of course it’s a fucking test!”

    “Keep your voice down,” he said, his voice infuriatingly calm. “We’re at the office and they’re ears everywhere.”

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    “I don’t care about that!”

    “You should. Your reputation is the one at risk, not mine.”

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    Damn it, he was right. I let go of his cor, but I didn’t get down from the desk. He raised an eyebrow, the look saying, “Get

    off.”

    I listened for once, but instead of getting back on my feet, I climbed into hisp.

    Kade groaned but said nothing, just sat still.

    “I’m going to fuck someone else, Kade,” I said, now calm and level–headed now that I was surrounded by his scent. He may be the biggest prick to ever exist, but that doesn’t make him any less appeasing. “I won’t live like a nun just because ! got married.”

    “Neither am I telling you to,” he responded.

    I nodded, getting off hisp and straightening my clothes, not looking at him even though I could feel his hot gaze on me.

    “Have a nice day, marito,” I said without looking at him, walking out of his office, his gaze burning into me.

    “Have a nice day, moglie.”

    I went to the bar like I always do. I drank like I always do, but I didn’t flirt like before. I didn’t bat my eyshes at the hot guys there. I didn’tugh at theirme jokes or bat an eye at their attempt to get me alone.

    I gave a hard look to anybody who came as close as five feet to me, just drowning myself in alcohol.

    When it was time to leave, Gianna drove me home without a plus one in the car. I noticed the looks she gave me, but I wasn’t in the mood so I ignored her.

    When I got home, I went straight to my room, taking off my clothes as I went and I moved straight to the shower, everything and everywhere spinning.

    The hot spray of the shower hit my skin and I pressed my forehead to the cold wall. The water did nothing to soothe my aching muscles and soul. It did nothing to wash away my frustration.

    I wanted him. God, I wanted him, not anyone else, and that was the most frustrating part.

    I didn’t want an open marriage. I want Kade to lose control, to touch me like I belonged to him and him alone.

    I turned off the shower and moved to my room. I nned to go straight to bed, but all those thinking about Kade made me horny and now I couldn’t go to sleep if something wasn’t done.

    I moved to my drawer, opened it and all my toys came into view. I picked the biggest dick I had and a tiny vibrator. I covered the toy with lubricant, stroking it like it was Kade’s dick, imagining the fake veins on the toy were real and they were pulsing with need, warm and heavy in my hand.

    Iy down, my feet nted on the bed and my knees drawn up as I pushed the toy slowly into my wet heat,

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    I moaned gently as I felt it stretch me, my back arching off the bed. I imagined it was Kade pushing into me carefully, his weight heavy on me, his beautiful eyes fixed on mine as he entered me, his dick throbbing.

    “Kade,” I moaned with my eyes closed as I pushed the toy deeper until it couldn’t go in anymore. I turned on the vibrator, cing it on my clit at the same time that I moved the toy, pushing it in and out slowly while the vibrator massaged my

    clit.

    I moaned really loudly at the double sensation, my toes curling, my legs opening even more wide.

    “Ah, fuck,” I moaned, my pace with the dick increasing, my breathing picking up.

    Just when I found that spot in me, a knock came at my door. I ignored itpletely, pushing the toy in and out faster, circling the vibrator around my clit.

    But then my door opened and I could no longer ignore it. Damn Gianna and never knowing when to leave someone the

    fuck alone!

    I opened my eyes, ready to bite her head off, but instead of light blue eyes, my eyes met mismatched ones.

    I gasped. “Kade.”

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