SIENNA'S POV

I never planned to end up naked on my own couch with two cocks hard against my thighs and my best friend’s mouth on mine.

But here I am—heart racing, thighs slick, writing this down because if I don’t get it out I might explode.

Elliot’s been my roommate and secret crush since we were eighteen—quiet, steady, always there, always looking at me like he’s holding back a storm. Damien? The guy I’ve been fucking on and off for months—rough, dominant, the one who makes me beg without even trying. I thought I could keep them separate. Keep the lines clean.

Tonight the wine said otherwise.

Truth-or-dare turned...