Freya

The hot water kept pounding down on us like a second heartbeat, loud and relentless, drowning out everything except the filthy sounds of Ryder’s three thick fingers stretching my married cunt. My legs were shaking so badly I could barely stand. I was right there, right on the fucking edge, my clit throbbing against his thumb while he sucked my nipples raw.

“Please, Ryder…” I begged, my voice cracking. My hands fisted tighter in his wet hair, trying to pull his mouth harder onto my breast. “I need to cum. I’m so close it hurts.”

He released my nipple with a wet, obscene pop and straightened up, water streaming...