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That was filled with connection

This is not

I ache for Tyler The Tyler who felt like the other half of my soul, but this man isn’t him This man is broken by events that he can’t share withme too

But I can’t stop

I can’t break the spell

His desperation is what I want The harshness of his touch is easier to bear than softness and sympathy Like this, we’re two different people than ere Two people so changed by our past that we no longer fit together

Except, when he haulsuntil he’s over rinds against my pussy, and my body reacts in just the sa as he kisses hs push my softer ones apart, and all that is between us is a tiny pair of satin shorts and his cotton underwear

Everything feels like a dreas my mind so I can push aside all the reasons that this is a terrible idea, and I can forget that we’re in a communal part of his shared house, and anyone could stumble upon us

There was a rhythether that beats so deep ininto the firmness of Tyler’s ass, and his hips shift until the blunt head of his cock notches at my entrance The barriers are still there between us, but the intention is plain

And I want him I want him so badly that tears leak from my eyes and trail into the hair at my temples My chest hitches with a sob that builds so fast I can’t hold it in But Tyler doesn’t notice In a second, his cock is free, and the slip of fabric between s is shoved aside I brace for the stretch that I know is co, and when he pushes deep inside me in one thrust, I don’t even care about the sharpness of the friction or the way my cervix aches because this is meant to be

I’m sure of it

My car has always been reliable

I’ve never driven out this way before

Soer than both of us put us in the same place at the same time, of that I’m certain

Tyler’s face is buried inand grasping at his back There’s a new precision in the movement of his hips that tells me he’s had other women in the past four years But none of that matters because this is us