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His mouth, a hot, wet place of perfection, leftwhen he saw ed

"Don’t worry," he said, lowering his head and biting gently on my neck "Take your time," he whispered, and I whi my skin, a quick scrape of his teeth across , every sensor in ers God, this ith my panties on What would it be like when I was naked? When it was his cock and not his fingers? When he was insiderowled, and his hand ripped attheers had been, his hands on ue light and constant as it played across my clit then dipped lower and deeper Themy hands in his hair as I tried to stay in control, tried to stay coherent The sensation … it was building, spreading outward fro in preparation for as coroaned my name in worship and

in that sound, raw and primal…

in the clench of his hands on ue…

in the dark look of ownership and confidence in his eyes…

in the buildup, a hundred pieces of arousal cliht, I lost every single piece of myself My shoulders ca, hands grabbing at hirew and stretched and inhaled s rolled off his shoulders, and I lay there on his table, his fingers soft as they trailed away, his mouth sweet as it slowly kissed its way offas they lifted me off the table and carriedPresa Little painting, and onto a bed that was big and soft

There, he drew me into his arms Take your time, he had said Quite possibly the best three words I’d ever heard during sex I ranto the beat in his chest

There, lulled by the metronome of his heart, I slept

34 The Walk of Shaht of an arm across my stomach

I didn’t ht and caught as ray walls No furniture sitting on the charcoal floors No curtains fra in it No dirty clothes, no dresser, no desk, no phone charger hanging off the wall I eyed the closet door and wondered if it was packed full or OCD organized I bet on organized The sun was shining through a clean , his baseboards were dust-free, and his freakin’ fan blades sparkled from above me

So One upside to htened , realized -awaited orgasreat forI sentleman Vic wouldn’t have let me sleep until the scales were even

My experience with random hookups was fairly limited, and I wondered at the next step Should I roll out from under his arm and sneak out? Would we pass each other in the hall and s happened? Would he want to have a relationship talk? I stared up at his sparkly clean ceiling fan and felt the first tinge of panic