I couldn’t move.

The man, once he was done, dropped a kiss to the woman’s lips, stood, and gathered his clothes.

“Next week?”

“Yes, next week, and I can’t wait.”

“Love you, Cara.”

I stepped back, but the man stopped when he saw me.

“It’s okay, Drake. I’ll deal with it.”

The woman, Cara, came to the door with a smile on her face. I didn’t know what to do. I’d been caught watching them.

My cheeks felt hot to the touch. I was aroused. I’d watched this couple have sex, and I was so wet, it was crazy.

“Hello, Aurora,” Cara said. “Come in.”

“You know my name?”

“I think I should. I was at your wedding.”

“You were?”

Cara laughed. “Of course. It’s not every single day I get to see Slavik married. I had to be there.”

“You know Slavik?”

“I do. We go way back.” Cara began to strip the bed. “Damn, fucking is so much fun, but it does sure get messy.”

I looked at the bed. Cara seemed happy.

I was being rebellious today, so I might as well go all in.

“You enjoy … what he did to you?”

Cara turned to me with a smile. “Fucking? Hell, yeah. There is no better feeling in the world than having a man rock-hard inside you.” She groaned. “Sorry, I’ve always been in touch with my inner sex goddess.”

I frowned, looking at the bed then at Cara. I’d read about a lot of sex. The times I’d done it with Slavik, well, it wasn’t like I was lining up for a repeat performance.

“You have no idea what I’m talking about, do you?”

I wanted to bluff but at the same time, what I’d just seen, was it wrong to want that?

“No.”

“Wait, you are Slavik’s wife, right?”

“Yes.”

Cara snorted. “Wow, leave it to him to leave his woman hanging.” She shook her head. “Look, sex can be horrible. I’m not going to lie. With the wrong guy or girl, it can be crap. There’s no other word for it, but with the right person, it can be, well, you saw. I personally love it when Drake visits me. He knows what I like, and he’s not afraid to give it to me.”

I felt like she was talking in riddles.

Her gaze looked me up and down. “The life you’ve lived, I doubt many men have given you the time of day, have they? You were a virgin, if my memory serves me right.”

“Er, yes, I was.”

Cara sighed. “I will never understand why women don’t help each other out.” She tutted. “You know you can take care of yourself, don’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

Cara smiled. “Slavik brought this on himself. When you’re alone, and you have these same feelings you’re experiencing now, touch yourself. We know what we like. Put your hands on your pussy, and stroke, explore. See if you like it hard or soft. You’re the only person who is going to give you that kind of pleasure.” She moved toward a drawer and retrieved a card. “If you have any kind of questions. Call me.”