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“Ryan” She turns her head to one side as she groans ain

She pulses against ers as she comes

When she’s finished, I release her Bring ertips

She stares at me in a trance Lust or love or need, I don’t know But I know I need it

All of it

“Take off your dress,” I demand

“Take off your suit”

“Come here”

She moves closer Undoes the knot of my tie and tosses it aside Fumbles over my buttons Pushes my shirt off my shoulders

I kick off my shoes Step out of my slacks

Her eyes stay glued to mine as she undoes the zipper of her dress

She pulls it over her head and lets it fall to the floor “Bed now”

Her apartment is tiny It’s a dozen steps to her bed I fall backward onto it Take her hands Pull her body on top of mine

She stares down at me with every ounce of affection in the world

I drag ertips up her stomach Over her breasts, collarbones, shoulders