I'm lying naked in bed, consumed by anxiety. Will he return home tonight, or will this be the first evening he chooses to spend with his lover, further separating us? Perhaps she has finally ensnared him completely, and he will eventually abandon me for her. As I wrestle with these thoughts, the uncertainty gnaws at me, and the fear of losing him tugs at my heart. The dim moonlight filters through the curtains, casting sh...

His breath hitches as I inch closer, the air charged with anticipation. I trace a finger down his chest, reveling in the sharp intake of breath this elicits from him. There's no turning back now, no lingering shadows of doubt — just the raw intensity of our connection. Sliding my fingertips along the ridge of his arousal, I can feel the heat emanating from his throbbing desire. My heart races as I wrap my hand around him,...