Straight Seduction Therapy

Avery and Freya had a drought. Years of sex that bored them both senseless and Freya hit her breaking point mid-fight: if Avery couldn’t shake them out of it, she was gone. Avery had one night to fix everything. Next afternoon the bell rings. Avery greets Cami, this blindingly hot, straight-laced stunner, and drags her inside. Before Freya can speak, Avery flashes her trademark grin and lays it out like it’s the dumbest bet in history: whoever bangs Cami first wins their marriage back. Freya stares, heartbeat jack-hammering through her ribs, then her smirk kicks in. Game on. They circle Cami like drunken wolves, teasing towels that “slip,” whisper-filthy promises in passing, fingers that brush thigh on thigh. Every move daring the other to step it up while poor Cami keeps smiling, clueless she’s the prize in a married couple’s filthiest tug-of-war.