Their secret had become a constant, raging fire. Riley and Jade couldn’t go more than a few hours without touching each other. They woke each other up in the middle of the night for slow, deep s*x — fingers sliding lazily inside soaked p*****s, tongues tasting sleepy moans until they both came quietly, bodies trembling in the dark. During the day, filthy videos flew back and forth: Riley sending a short clip of her rubbing her c**t in the campus bathroom, Jade replying with a video of her fingers buried deep inside herself while whispering Riley’s name. When one had to leave for class or errands, they stayed connected on video call, watching each other masturbate, moaning softly until they both finished, eyes locked on the screen.
The hunger never let up. It only burned hotter.
One Frida
