C22 CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

Mario slapped his hand on the wall beside Nikki ’s head, growling through his climax. “Fuck me. That was—”

“Yeah,” Nikki panted. Her body trembled in the wake of pleasure. The world was spinning too fast.

Her husband rested his head beside hers, his eyes closed. Beyond him, water gushed into the sink, soaking the paper towels, threatening to overflow onto the floor