Are you ready to find a new toy? Anna’s mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

The image Mark had painted was undeniably potent, a dark, secret fantasy she hadn't even known she had. The thought of a woman's soft skin, her skilled tongue, was a powerful aphrodisiac. But the jealousy that followed was a bitter poison, burning in her gut.

She looked at her husband, at the confident, challenging glint in his eye. He had enjoyed watching her with men. He had called her a ...