Lewis

I marvel at Ryan’s tenaciousness. Despite my worries, she’s seeking this connection, this intimacy, this release.

I’m the luckiest man alive. Ryan straddles my hips, her head thrown back and breasts arching toward me. The reality of her in this moment far outshines the fantasies that consumed me for years. My insides war between my fear for the safety of the twins and my desire for her.

Ryan’s hands on my shoulders urge me to release her nipple, her eyes ...