When Emily's Paris school trip hotel overbooks, she's forced to share her father's bed. The city of romance becomes her ruin—his breath scorching her neck, her sighs dissolving as he teaches her body to crave corruption. Night after night, they tangle in forbidden intimacy, sweat-slick and shuddering, his reckless hunger destroying every boundary. And when her best friend Kim stumbles upon their secret? Some sins weren't meant to be suffered alone.
I was thinking I should be going home but the thought of spending another night with my wife was not a pleasant one. It wasn't that she was ugly or anything, quite the reverse in fact for even after twenty years and two lovely girls she was even more beautiful than on our wedding day. It was just that she was so cold, she never was into sex even when we were first married and how we ever got two children was a bit of a mystery.