Chapter 4

I looked up as he entered, and Ken didn’t speak. He just held up his phone, his thumb hovering over the play button.

My breath hitched. “Ken?”

He pressed play.

The moans filled the room instantly, thick and obscene, the wet sounds of my fingers fucking myself echoing off the walls.

My face paled, then flushed red, my lips parting in horror as my own voice, my own fucking voice, begged for more, louder, harder.

“Oh fuckkk yes! just like that!”

Ken’s cock was ...