The Love Affair(Good Wife Better Mistress)

Pleasure Him

In the steamy bathroom, Alex vigorous ly rubs a washcloth across his body. Bloody woman! He can't believe that she would do anything to get a divorce. Is being married to him that disgusting? The thought makes him burn with rage.

He adjusts the water pressure and the water drips down his bronze skin. It flows across his defined abs, highlighting the sexy musculature of his torso. He gets out of the shower and towels his hair dry and then puts on a dark robe, tying it loosely at the waist.

The maids have cleaned the bedroom while he was in the shower, and it looks like they've done a good job. The lights are off, but a fragrant candle burns and flickers passionately in a candlestick on the carved wood cabinet. The dim light creates a romantic atmosphere.

A woman with a perfect body is lying on the bed with her back to Alex. The thick, white quilt slips enticingly from her shoulders, revealing a fair and beautiful back. Her hair falls loosely across the pillow in a way Alex finds seductive and charming.

Images and memories flash through his head. He remembers the way Nicole touched him: how her agile fingers moved across his body, sometimes light and sometimes heavy and lingering, how she scratched his back as she orgasmed. He remembers how she m.o.a.ned like she was weeping, the sound of a woman beyond ecstasy.

He feels his loin tightening and his heartbeat increases. He can feel the blood pulsing through his body and pounding in his head. He lifts the quilt and slides beneath it, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. Suddenly he freezes. The woman is completely naked.

So she was playing hard to get , he thinks, feigning unwillingness to touch him and determination to divorce him. But she hasn't changed at all; she still craves his touch. Anyway, he decides, someone's personality can't change as suddenly and drastically as Nicole's seemed to. He has to admit she's getting better and better at seducing him.

The sex last time was too good, arousing and satisfying him in a way he'd never felt before. He recalls burying his head in Nicole's neck, inhaling her fragrance wildly and greedily. He eagerly buries his head in her neck, craving that familiar scent. But there's something wrong. She doesn't smell the way he expects her to.

She moans quietly, suggesting she can't wait to be loved. Gently, she rolls over and looks at him with big, misty eyes. He reads sexual desire in her expression, an open invitation to him.

Alex is shocked, and for a short moment, his whole body freezes. The woman is not Nicole—it's Gabriela.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he demands.

Quickly, he jumps out of bed and calls for the maids.

"Alex, wait!" Gabriela stretches her fair and graceful hand toward him but touches only air. Embarrassed, she grabs a pillow to cover her chest. She curls her body around the pillow, trying to warm herself, but her back and bottom remain exposed.

"Yes, Mr. Romano?"

A maid enters the room but stops abruptly when she sees a naked woman on the bed. Gabriela's legs are now obscenely wrapped around the pillow, and she's wiggling back and forth.

"Where is Mrs. Romano?"

Alex raises his eyebrows and turns his head away from the woman in his bed. She seems to be out of control, tormented by some kind of aphrodisiac.

"She's gone out," the maid answers.

"What?" he demands, "Where?"

Does she think she can just walk away just because she wants a divorce? He can't believe her nerve.

"She didn't say," the maid said nervously, "She asked us to deliver a special candle and said…"

The maid pauses abruptly wondering if she should keep talking.