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We’re right

"TellI can’t just get to kiss her Nothing in my life is this simple

She pushesto startdemands now Insist on the answers to all the questions froo, which, okay, some of them aren’t pretty The answer to that first question, in particular, ain, and doesn’t that mean I have to tell her?

Does it? I’m not sure

Caroline reaches down for the hem of her shirt, pulls it over her head, and throws it on the floor

She’s not wearing a bra

Fuck, this isn’t fair I’ trouble with the ethics of the situation I can’t think about right and wrong while Caroline’s tits are exposed, her nipples puckering in the cool air, her arms an open invitation

"I should … We should You know Talk If you want to?"

"I’ot toofroawp at her like I’ve never seen a naked wo different about Caroline There always has been

She takes her fingers off ht in front ofthe spell "Sorry"

"And here I thought you missed me"

I kiss her forehead "I did"

She yanks the last button free and says, "Off"

"You sure?"

She goes up onto her knees, so she’s taller than ht in the eye "All I needed to hear was that you’d tell me That you trust me"

"I always trusted you"

"No You can’t keep everything to yourself and still call it trust Take off your shirt"

I shrug out ofshift, and I had to hustle "I stink"

She casts her eyes at the ceiling and grabs my hem, so I lift my arms above my head and let her pull the shirt off me When I open my eyes, her breasts are in my face, and I don’t see that I have any choice in thesoft I hold theotten the taste of her, the pressure of her nipple against the roof of my mouth When sheafter her with no art or plan or restraint Sucking and licking, h, between her legs, over her hip bone, like a stupid kid

Which is what I feel like Young and du atup my back And still I make one more half-assed attempt to talk to her "Listen, about the questions--"

She rubs the heel of her hand up and down oes slack All the tension inesherself overher tits in uy alive

I suck her and she rides , darkening as I twist the other between ers Her eyes are closed, her throatin a slow, even rhyth since I came The first few days after she walked out ofwithto make a profession of it But after a while I lost interest, lost heart

I’ I have the starab her hips and hold her still She whiood"

"I know A little too good You keep that up, I’o, puts them on her tits "Go ahead"

"You want me to come in my pants?"

Her eyes drift closed When I thu her, and it’s really, really good Then she bears down on me even harder

"Caro, I mean it"

"I mean it too," she says

"It’ll be messy"

"You have to wash those pants, anyway"

"Yeah, but still"

"I’ll clean you up With ue"

That’s the end of the conversation My whole upper body breaks out in goose buet ue in herher when my toes curl and I have to throw my head back, closefluttering claainstover my collarbones

Jesus Jesus

I put les, tucked into the holloeennoise"

"Shut up"

"Like you were dying"

"Swear to God"

"It didn’t sound pleasant"

"It was pleasant Never doubt it"

She’s shaking against ht around her

"We’ll do you in a minute" I sound like I’"