She thought lockdown was the most boring time of her life.
Then a big Black man knocked on her door.
Andre is 6’3″, built like a weapon, and he knows exactly what Sienna’s been missing — because it’s written all over her face the moment she opens the door. Her husband is fine. Adequate. Safe.
Andre is none of those things.
What follows is weeks of stolen encounters she can’t stop and can’t explain. Empty hallways. A stopped elevator. A locked basement room. A rooftop at two in the morning while her husband sleeps below.
When Lucas finally finds out, he doesn’t get angry.
He gets on his knees.
Sable Kane writes unapologetic, high-heat erotic fiction that dives headfirst into power exchange, size kink, breeding obsession, and the delicious wreckage of marital boundaries. A longtime observer of the darker corners of desire, she specializes in stories where surrender is...
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