The Widow Who Stole My Nights
Language: en
I have a sex addiction. When I got married, I found a man who was incredibly compatible with me in bed, thinking we'd have fun experimenting after the wedding. But three months into our marriage, the number of times Crane and I had sex could be counted on one hand, and none of them were satisfying. Because every single time we got halfway through, we'd be interrupted by Crane's brother's wife, Sienna. Finally, on the twentieth time we were interrupted mid-sex—this time with her excuse being that the power went out and she was scared of the dark—I couldn't take it anymore. "Crane, you're…