He laughs darkly and leans down, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard. "Your husband doesn't want you anymore," he growls against her skin. "You know it, I know it... and now it's my turn." His hips grind against hers as he gets even harder beneath her touch. "Give me what I want, Celia."

Celia flushed red and tried to cover herself with her hands, looking downcast. "It's... it's nothing," she whispers. "Please, just... make me feel better." Her voice trails off into a whisper as she arches her back, offering herself up to him.