Chapter 1
After a year of a sexless marriage with Grayson Stone, I couldn't take it anymore. I decided to talk to him about getting a divorce.
But I accidentally walked in on him sobbing to his buddy.
"I saw it all. She liked three muscle guys' posts in a row," Grayson wailed.
He was bawling his eyes out, and his buddy just shook his head, totally fed up with him.
"If you're too scared to make a move, someone else will. Come to cry again when your wife gets swept away," his buddy teased.
Grayson stopped crying. "Those guys are just a hotel for her, but I'm her home. As long as she still wants to come back, I can accept anything."
His buddy snorted, "Come on, who's lurking in the shadows online every day, scared to death of terrifying his wife?"
Suddenly, it hit me. I dug out Grayson's secret account, which was full of desperate cries for help.
One of his posts read: [Finally married the woman I've always wanted, but I've got a kink, and I'm scared I'll freak her out. What should I do?]
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While Grayson was in the shower, I slipped into my brand-new lace nightgown and lounged on the bed.
Grayson and I had been married for a year, but he was always buried in work. Most nights, he either crashed at the office or in the study.
I honestly couldn't remember the last time we'd shared a bed.
Before long, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Grayson came out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist, rubbing his hair dry as he walked.
He froze for a split second when he saw me, then went right back to drying his hair like it was no big deal.
My gaze tracked him as he moved across the room.
Honestly, Grayson was the whole package. Besides his perfect face, he stood at 6'2", with defined, impressive muscles on his arms and a chest that looked like it could take a punch.
Seriously, he was the last guy I'd expect to be all monk-like about intimacy.
He just had zero interest in intimacy.
After a whole year of marriage, we never once had sex.
He picked up a light blanket and gently laid it over me.
"Cover up," he said, his voice totally unreadable.
I quickly grabbed his hand before he could pull away and teasingly traced my fingers across his palm.
"Babe," I murmured.
I caught the way Grayson's Adam's apple bobbed. He swallowed hard, and suddenly, the air between us was heavy with heat.
I he could still hold himself back after this, he'd either have nerves of steel or seriously need to see a doctor.
I'd not take no for an answer. I must sleep with him tonight,
I slipped my arms around his neck, pulling him down until our lips met in a kiss.
Grayson wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me in and deepening the kiss.
My mind was all over the place, but then he suddenly stopped.
I stared at him, totally confused.
He said, "Let me help you."
My head was still fuzzy, and I couldn't figure out what he meant by "help".
Then I watched as he smoothly opened the drawer and pulled out a fingerstall.
It clicked instantly what he was planning, and I felt my temper snap.
When Grayson tried to come over, I slapped his hand away.
"Grayson, what, did you put a chastity belt on yourself or something?" I shot at him.
"No, I didn't," Grayson replied, looking a little stunned and even kind of hurt.
He actually looked all hurt?
"Oh, really?" I shot back.
I kicked him, not bothering to hide my annoyance.
"No chastity belt, everything's working fine, so why are you just letting it go to waste?" I taunted.
Grayson pressed his lips together, his cheeks turning a little red, and just stayed silent.
Seeing him act like that just made me even more pissed off. Honestly, it stung a little too.
"If you don't want to, just say so. It's not like I'd force you or anything," I snapped.
"If you're not interested, there are tons of guys out there who'd jump at the chance," I shot back.
We barely ever saw each other, and every single time, it was me pulling out all the stops just to get him interested.
And in the end, he'd always whip out a fingerstall.
Why should I put up with this crap?
"I... I do want to," Grayson blurted out, clearly panicking. He reached for me, trying to pull me into his arms, but I pushed him away hard.
"Let's just calm down, alright?" I snapped.
I snatched up a coat and stormed out of the room.