Bennett thought he knew what he wanted. He whispered his darkest fantasies in the dark, teasing his wife until she finally agreed to make them a reality. Now, kneeling on the plush rug, wrists bound and body trembling, he realizes that asking for his own humiliation is very different from living it. Mia stands before him, a vision of forbidden authority encased in black latex that whispers against her thighs with every movement. She isn't just his wife tonight; she is a scandalous force of nature, commanding the room with a hunger that has been simmering for hours. And she isn't alone. When Darius enters, the air thickens with a raw, musky anticipation. Tall, dominant, and effortless in his power, he is everything Bennett is forced to relinquish.