The Regretful Ex-wife
The room was completely dark. Selene lay on the bed, her body tense with unease despite the absence of light.
Sean hovered over her, his hand gliding along her smooth thigh, gradually moving inward.
She couldn't hold back a soft moan, and her eyelashes fluttered nervously. Despite her anxiety, she made no attempt to resist.
Sean's hand smoothly reached the inside of her thigh.
"Sean, where are you touching?" Selene's breath quickened. In the next moment, as if responding to some sudden sensation, she arched her neck and emitted a soft, enticing moan.