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I’d tell hied my mind, I’ll come with him, if I could find words, but with his arms braced besideelse It’s unlike everything else The slow, solid drag of hih towill end at soentle warm-up, his eyes on mine as he pulls slowly out, evendown to slide his ue over his teeth, and he jerks forward, sharp and unexpected, I hearin hi thrusts of his hips

I don’t really kno ured out what I need, and he see it to s, and already I know that when I co I’ve felt before I can hear his grunting breaths and my own sharp exhales I can hear the slap of the front of his thighs against the inside ofin and out of ers or ain and again and again

Lola was right when she teased about hoould be with Ansel and me: it is missionary, and there’s eye contact, but it isn’t precious or soft-focus the way sheat hi

The pleasure cli into a flush I can feel spreading across my cheeks, across my chest I’ so faster, and harder, so hard he has to hold my hips with his hands so he doesn’t pushlips and my brsts that bounce with his thrusts The way he fks ht body feel voluptuous for the first ti and nothing comes out but a cry for more and yes and this and yes and yes Sweat drops from his forehead ontoso hard, holding sofor er and deterht there

Warhout my body a split second before I fall

He sees it happen He watches, as, I’ hi his ass to pull hi his shoulder, spreading es him I can hear the sheets pop away frorips theh that the headboard cracks into the wall

"Oh," he groans, rhyth, "Here Here Here"

And then he opens hisoverthe bunching definition of his tense posture, the curve to his spine as he stays as deep as he can I shift beneath hi my sith his

Ansel pushes up to his elbows and hovers overinside as he presses his palood," he says against ood, Cerise"

And then he reaches between us to grip the condo it off He drops it blindly in the vicinity of the bedside table and collapses besidehis left hand down his face, across his sweaty chest, where it coold band on his ring finger His stoed inhale, jerks with each forceful exhale

"Please, Mia"

I have one last refusal in me, and I squeak it out: "I can’t"

He closes his eyes and ain

"If we hadn’t been drunk and crazy and ended up marriedwould you have come with me to France?" he asks "Just for the adventure of it?"

"I don’t know" But the answer is, I ht have I don’t need to move to Boston yet; I plan to--soon--because I had to leave my campus apartment but don’t want to move back in with my parents for the entire sue should do With Ansel--only as a lover, maybe even just as a roommate--it would be a wild adventure It wouldn’t carry the sa in with him for the summer, as his wife

He s to s while he’s lost in pleasure, but this is the first time I’ve requested it, and I don’t knohy I do it It seeerous, with his mouth, his voice, his accent like warm chocolate

"Do you speak any French?"

"Besides, ‘Cerise’?"

His eyes fall to e Château Croissant"

He repeats "croissant" in a s voice, and when he says it, it sounds like a completely different word I wouldn’t kno to spell the word he just said, but it ain