Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

A sob escaped her, and I gripped the back of her hair,
bending her head back to watch her face as I dry-fucked her,
our bodies moving in perfect sync.
“Yeah, was that the line you fed my mother to get her to
leave?” she spat out. “That I was everything to you?”
I flicked her lips with my tongue, so fucking hungry for
her despite myself. “I told her the only way I could stay
married to Ari for a year was if we were together as little as
possible,” I said, both of us mouth to mouth and panting.
“I told her that I wanted you,” I went on. “That you loved
me, because there was no faking what happened in that
fucking video, and I told her that I loved you, too, and I was
sorry for stealing you the way I did, but it was the only way I
could get close to you.”
Her breath shook as she sucked it in between her teeth.
“I told her that I never intended for anyone to see that
video,” I admitted, “and I needed time. Time to convince you
that you were mine and that you wanted to be mine. We just
needed to be left alone.”
It was true. I told her mother all those things. Things she
wanted to hear. Things she wanted to believe.
I married Ari to get into this house and because she was
easy, but they all knew what I was really after.
“I told her you’d be set for life,” I said, both of us rubbing
on each other, “and I’d make all your dreams come true.
You’ll dance and no doors will be closed to you ever again.”
GGrunts and groans filled the room, while my other hand
roamed, sliding down her back and feeling the light layer of
sweat before I gripped her ass, helping her move.
Yeah, Ari left, because she did what she was told, and she
wanted to believe I was joining them in a few days. Her
mother left because she wanted to believe all the things I said
to get her to go. That Winter and I were fucking in love, and
we needed space to get through our shit.