Valerie finished lunch, her ass still sore from where Nick spanked it, and headed for Ivy’s office. She hadn’t talked to Keith since that first day, nor had she seen Miles around campus. Not that she expected to, of course. They worked in separate departments and had no real reason to be around each other except maybe hanging out at lunch or whenever he popped back by Damien’s again. That hadn’t happened, though. Since she started this game of sex and dominance with Damien, he had ceased entertaining at his place, another thing that had changed about him, and Valerie wondered if that was something else that triggered Holly’s suspicions, as well as the other stuff the redhead told her. It wouldn’t surprise Valerie. Holly was more observant than Damien gave her credit for, which is what would bite him in the ass before it was all said and done.  Valerie, too.As she entered Ivy’s office, just wanting to say hello and kill some more

After pulling into her parking spot, she stared up at the red brick building, her nerves spinning crazy figure-eights in the pit of her stomach. Damien didn’t text her back after she acknowledged what he told her to do, which made her even more nervous. Something had happened; she just knew it. What, however, she had no clue.Slipping out of her vehicle and into the Florida humidity, she locked her car and slung her purse over her shoulder. He had told her to go straight to his apartment, so that’s what she did, each step feeling like her sandals were bricks weighing her down. By the time she knocked on Damien’s door, she wanted to throw up again.However, Damien wasn’t the one who answered the door. Holly did.Valerie stared at the redhead who stood on the other side of the doorway, raking Valerie with a disgusted look. That look told Valerie everything she needed to know about what awaited her. Damien had finally come clean with everyth

Valerie stared at the redhead, the woman’s smug smile plastered on her face. “What did you just say?” There’s no way Valerie could have heard what she thought she heard. There was simply no way this whole adventure had been some sort of a set up. No. She would have known. Wouldn’t she? “Damien told you what he was doing to me?”Holly shrugged, her lips twisted in some sort of lopsided smirk. “We actually had a bet, if you really want to know,” she said, shifting slightly in her seat as she stared up at the still nude Valerie. “It was right after we first met you, even before we met up on the roof the day you moved into your apartment. I had made a comment to Damien about how uptight you seemed, and he scoffed at my assessment. Basically, he said you just needed the right push and he could get you to do whatever he said. And that, my traitorous bitch, became our bet.”Valerie couldn’t believe her ea

She groaned as she reached for her phone, not in the mood to deal with her ex-husband. “What do you want?” she asked into the phone as she plopped her head back on the pillows. “Do you even know what time it is?” “That’s one hell of a greeting,” he said, disappointment filling his voice. She did not, however, feel guilty. He needed to get it through his head that they were over. “I was simply calling to check on you. That’s all.” “At eleven o’clock at night?” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to simmer down her annoyance. “And I don’t need you checking up on me. I’m fine. I’m a big girl. I’m quite capable of taking care of myself, I assure you.” “That doesn’t mean I can’t call once in a while and see how you’re doing, does it?” he asked, sounding more like the jilted schoolboy than the prick of a man she walked out on. “We were married for eight years. I kind of got used to taking care of you.” A burst of laughter exploded from her li

After downing two cups of coffee and skipping the bagel this morning, Valerie hopped in her car and headed to the university feeling pretty damn good about the direction her life was heading. It was twisted, but she couldn’t deny the way it turned her on. She wished she knew what it was that made her feel so fucking hot whenever she was around Damien? What was it inside of her that made her enjoy such depravity? Just a couple of months ago she had been what she would call a normal woman, living a normal life. She had never exposed herself to others so casually, never had sex so flippantly and easily, and never dreamed of doing the sort of things she permitted Damien and Nick, not to mention Holly, to do to her. And to add fuel to the sexual fire burning within her, last night, she agreed to allow any number of Damien’s friends to have their fun with her Thursday night at his poker game. Not for the first time, Valerie wondered if she was losing her ever-loving mind, especially knowi