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- Herausgeber: Berlinable GmbH
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Serie: Trophy Wives Club
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021
Third times a charm, right? Sasha's struggle of emotional upheaval continues when an unexpected episode of sexual prowess forces its way into her life, twisting her betrayal to new levels. Caleb might have had his way with her at the height of her vulnerability, but that doesn't mean that she is no longer the one holding the reins. In fact, she is so overcome by the power proceeding from her pussy, she can't help but find her way back on top of this sultry situation. In the third installation of "Trophy Wives Club", Sasha seriously considers where her sex life is taking her and how playing with fire could very well leave her burned. As she fights her piling emotions and excuses, one thing becomes clear: A final chapter is needed to decipher who will win the medal in a battle of love and lust. "Trophy Wives Club" is a twisted story of a hushed and horny housewife caught between the torment of staying true and the torture of letting her libido alight with the man she can't seem to forget, beautifully written by Elouise Edron.
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TROPHY WIVES CLUB
Part 3
Elouise Edron
Artcover: Giada Armani
Copyright: BERLINABLE
Berlinable invites you to leave all your fears behind and dive into a world where sex is a tool for self-empowerment.
Our mission is to change the world - one soul at a time.
When people accept their own sexuality, they build a more tolerant society.
Words to inspire, to encourage, to transform.
Open your mind and free your deepest desires.
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Part 3
The front door slammed, waking Sasha from her fantasy world that she had allowed herself to get absorbed into since Caleb had left. She heard the clunking of keys landing on the entry table and the office door flying open and knew Greg would slip away for his usual ‘down time’ before sniffing around for dinner.
She knew his patterns.
She knew his routine.
Right on cue, he walked in, taking off his jacket to hang on the back of the chair and loosening his tie. His eyes were slanted; he seemed agitated. Hungry, Sasha assumed as she pacified her own anxiety.
“How was your day, hun?” she asked, keeping a low profile as she continued preparing one of his favourite evening meals: steak, sautéed greens, and sweet potato wedges made in the air fryer he had ordered after his personal trainer had made the recommendation.
“The usual,” he said, still fidgeting at his collar, before slumping into his seat at the head of the table, as if finally able to breathe.
Greg was used to spending long days in the office to keep his multiple enterprises on track, but had made a promise to Sasha to always be home for dinner after days apart had grown into nights and she had feared the worst. While he was rich, she had believed him to always be faithful and perhaps that’s what stung her the most about her afternoon exploits. He had made promises to her that he was still keeping; in spite of the fact that the intimacy within their relationship was surface level only.
It was an act.
It was for the media.
It was for his appearance.
“It’s good for business,” he often soothed when asked why he was less affectionate within their home. She had so desperately wanted him to see that she needed more than that That she was worthy of his time, his love, his touch. Yet, over the years, she had begun to accept this lack, had learned to yearn less for it.
“Did you close the deal you were working on?” she asked, feigning interest in the number one love in his life, the love that kept her in the latest Louboutins and draped in diamonds.
