CHAPTER 25
DEVLIN
For a minute or so while Trisha held my hand and arm with her both hands, I stood still. The gentle strokes of her thumb on the skin of my hand-- in a way--evoked a sensation that stirred me up a bit, and I thought it was enough to turn me on--a gentle spark, a brief sensual sensation. But– when I looked into Trisha’s face, the sensation instantly dissipated.
I laughed inside.
I thought I could finally tell Xavier that I was cured of my obsessive dependence on my wife for sensual satisfaction. That Sairah was not the only one who could give me a boner and make my blood surge, but I was wrong. My sea goddess continued to crucify me with her allure—Sairah remain the sole woman I craved, wanted, and desired.
“Can I help you, Trish?” I asked coldly when I snapped back
