Mark slipped in bed behind me and just held me for a moment. His arousal was obvious, but he didn’t push it into me or anything. I took a long slow breath before rolling over to face him.

“Hey,” he whispered after I kissed him. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, but I could feel him tenting the shorts against my legs.

I kissed him again, enjoying the rough texture of his skin and the strong arms that encircled me. He seemed content to kiss me for a long time, but I got slicked up enough to want his touch. Bethany woke at some point and rolled over to...