You delete the videos and pictures going to bed with Blue balls

You didn't want to cheat again on Ava. You delete the video and pictures, your thumb shaking as it hovers over the trash icon.

Emily’s text flashes again. Still watching, boss? Imagine it’s you pounding me against that glass. The words sear into your retinas. With a sharp breath, you delete the entire thread filthy videos, her teasing nudes, your own reckless proof of betrayal, leaving only the cold glow of an empty screen. The brat face fucking your relationship up further.

The darkness of the room feels suffocating now, Ava’s warmth beside you suddenly distant. Blue balls ache, a physical reminder of the line you almost crossed.

You look up at the ceiling trying to fall asleep. The video flashes behind your eyelids. Emily’s back arching, the stranger’s hands gripping her hips, the slick sounds echoing in your memory. Your cock throbs, hard and neglected beneath the sheets. Ava sighs in her sleep, rolling closer, her hand draping over your chest.

Her touch feels like an anchor, grounding you in the wreckage of your choices. You close your eyes, forcing slow breaths, but the ache between your legs is a relentless drumbeat.

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