When you first floated the idea of giving double penetration a try, Sevika was sold immediately. The mere thought sent a rush of heat through her veins. In her mind, vivid images played out—of you sprawled beneath her, completely at her mercy, ready to be ravished. She could already picture herself making full use of your extensive collection of toys, filling you to the brim with two cocks and a relentless pace, overwhelming your senses until all you could do was moan and take it.

Overstimulating you was her favorite indulgence—her own little guilty pleasure. Except there wasn't a trace of guilt in her. She was more than eager to make it happen.

But now, after an agonizing buildup of heated kisses, teasing touches, and filth-laced whispers, the moment had finally arrived. As you got up, reaching for the harness—the one that had been collecting dust because neither of you had ever felt the need to use both attachments—you started securing it around your hips. It had always been unnecessary; after all, Sevika's fingers alone were more than enough to leave you shaking.

Just as you began fastening the straps, Sevika's hand shot out, halting you in your tracks. "Absolutely not." Her voice was low, firm—unyielding. When your confused, pleading eyes met hers, it finally dawned on you. You had never specified who would be taking the double penetration tonight.