Chapter 1: The First Stretch: A Husband's Ecstasy
The air in the bedroom was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the musk of arousal. The dim glow of the bedside lamps cast long, sinuous shadows across the walls, painting the room in a haze of desire. Sherie’s breath came in short, ragged gasps as she knelt on the edge of the king-sized bed, her fingers gripping the silk sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white. Behind her, Darius loomed—tall, broad-shouldered, his dark skin glistening under the soft light. His hands, strong and calloused, traced the curve of her spine before sliding down to grip the soft, round globes of her ass.