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I feel my face heat at the same time my stomach drops This isn’t the first time I’ve heard this particular bit of feedback "I’m sorry my body is sort ofhard to please Luke used to work forever to get ether sometimes I would even just pretend to come so he wouldn’t feel like he failed"

Oh my God did I actually just say all that out loud?

Ansel scrunches his nose in an expression I haven’t seen on him yet and it’s the portrait of adorable confusion "What? You aren’t a robot, soive you pleasure" He winces then, looking evenforever was me I had a lot to drink Besideswe both wanted more after each timeI feel like I did about a million crunches"

And as soon as he says it, I know he’s right Even now my body feels like an instruht before, and I seeht I did have a different life I had the life of a woover, I feel stretched and worked, the kind of satisfied that seems to reach the middle ofcarried to the couch in the living rooe’s hallway The feel of his hands as he pushed ertips back and forth over my sensitive, heated skin

"You’re so soft," he’d said into a kiss "You’re soft and wet and I worry I’ too wild for this small, sweet body" His hand shook and he slowed his and off, throwing theood Because once I get inside you, I know I’ll loseat my jaw as his hand slid down ood"

I was telling hiainstback and forth until I started to shake, and beg, and reach for his pants I shoved the only to feel the heavy pulse of hias another one fro him in my mouth

But I don’t remember how that ended I think he ca rooht amusement fills them "What do you think?"

It’s my turn to scruncha fist on his chin "What do you remember?"

Oh, the little fker "You knohat happened"

"Maybe I forgot? Maybe I want to hear you tell me"

I close my eyes and remember how the carpet felt on et used to the broad feel of hiainstme, I reainstfor ulp

And then I re and licking every inch offrom the bed to the floor, the crash of a la hi overas I had for the weight of hi in carefully even as drunk as ere, rocking in small, perfect arcs until I eaty and frantic beneath hiot close, and how he rolled me over, my sto one of so many marks

Ansel watcheshis mouth "Well? Did I?"

I open my mouth to speak but with thewhen he lifted hly back into me Where had we been that he moved me to the wall? I re rattled a few feet away, hilasses tipping over and breaking near the bar, the sweat of his exertion sliding across my brsts I remember his face, his hand pressed flat to a mirror behind me

But no, that was a different time

Jesus, how many times did we have sex?

I feel my brow lift "Wow"

He blows a breath across his drink; the steauess you didenjoy Weroom, or bed, or floor, or bed, or wall, ormy cup to take another,"You’re weird"

"I think I need a cast fora hot h my nose

But when I liftatI can’t see his hands below the table now, and the crazy sex we had last night is officially the least ofabout the real issue: how to disentangle ourselves froht How to fix it It’s soan aard goodbye A wild one-night stand isn’t legally binding unless you’re stupid enough to get married, too