Double The Dick, Twice The Deception🫦💦

Lyda’s POV

I was spread wide open on our bed like a cheap buffet nobody had bothered to eat yet, my legs hooked over the edge so I could watch everything in the full-length mirror.

The room smelled like me already; that thick, sweet, desperate scent that always drove him wild. Both versions of him. God, I was pathetic.

Kai (or whoever the hell was texting me tonight) had been edging me for three straight days with nothing but filthy messages. No release. Just “slow circles on that pretty clit, baby, but don’t you dare cum” followed two hours later by “three fingers deep,...