of them holding each other. A sweet kiss. Their bodies intertwined. The affection in their eyes as they looked at each other seemed as real as if it were in reality. It was simple but gracefully overpowering. Their love, even when they fought, was depicted with the depth of their passion.
The camera switched to another scene where she wore her husband's shirt, sipping a beverage from a large mug. Everything was in gray except the mug which was in a rich purple. She gazed out of the window… her attention fixed on the back of a man, obviously her husband, turning soil in a very elaborate garden. Again, the man was featured in gray, but the garden held all its vibrant natural colors. The woman leaned her head against the side of the windowpane, placed her mug down on a table beside her and slipped her hand between her thighs. She started to touch herself, the shots alternated between the man's muscles on his back and the rhythm of her hand between her legs.
Olivia tightened her own legs. Her heart thudded so loudly in her chest she wished it wasn't such a silent movie save for the sparse one-line dialogue and the sounds of sexual moaning. She had also turned an even hotter red, and the strain not to glance at the driver sitting beside her nearly killed her.
Why was Liam doing this to her? Sitting between the two of them turned what should have a been a pleasant evening into something dark and forbidden. But was this part of her punishment for being rude to the driver? If so, she would apologize right now to make everything stop.
She had every intention of interrupting Liam, asking him for a private word where she could tell him she was sorry, had learned her lesson, so there was no need to continue teaching her about the consequences of her actions.
Except in her peripheral vision, she caught sight of the woman climaxing at the same time as the man digging up the earth, turned around and glanced at her. He wasn't her husband. The man she been looking at, and had made herself orgasm, wasn't her husband. Her husband had been watching her the whole time.
Olivia swallowed with difficulty. What she had seen slammed into her with such force, she dug her nails into her palm and daren't breathe. Why did she feel so guilty? Her stomach dropped, and she wondered what was happening to her.
She shook her head ever so slightly and reminded herself she was only watching a film, and maybe she had just become so invested in the female lead, she felt all her reactions. Surely being caught by her husband while looking at another man and touching herself could create the worst kind of guilt. How could her husband ever forgive her for such a thing?
Olivia gasped softly as the next scene took her by complete and utter surprise. The husband charged toward his wife, spun her around and, in an instant, had freed his cock and penetrated her. He had lifted her against the window, her bare butt pressed into the glass as he took her hard and vigorously. He pulled her hair back and licked her throat, then he released her and turned her around again.
Olivia tried to swallow her panting breaths. The woman's husband continued to take her. He spanked her backside and whispered incoherent words in her ears. The only thing on Olivia's mind which wrecked her, was whether the other man was present. The camera remained focused on the husband and wife only. Until… the other man came into view. He was still there.
She kept reminding herself it was all inside her head. She had fabricated everything about her reaction to Kade. Only she felt this oddness. Liam trusted her. His driver couldn't care less about his boss's rude wife. It was all her. And this was only a film. An erotic film. She just needed to get a grip and…
But she couldn't. She couldn't sit there a moment longer watching a husband fuck his wife while another man watched. She rose, murmuring an excuse to use the bathroom. And that was probably the moment when her life changed forever.
With a commanding touch on her arm, Liam stayed her. She had no choice but to sit. Why, oh, why.
The camera zoomed in on the husband, and a silent look passed between him and the other man. Suddenly the other man approached the husband and