“I’m sorry, Mads,” he murmured, guilt lacing his voice. I’m not saying no, but I need to be sure.”
A week later, after more late-night talks, more glances at Carl, and more shower time, Maddie sat Ben down on the couch. Sex video He teased her, rubbing it against her clit, then sliding it down, pressing just enough to make her ache. “Okay,” she said, her voice steady. But Ben had never seen a picture, so the connection hadn’t clicked until now. Carl climbed over her, settling between her legs, the tip of his cock brushing her soaked entrance. How could it not hurt us?”
“It’s not cheating if we both agree,” Ben said gently.
