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Mr London Margot Scott 12610K 2023-08-28

“You,” I say breathlessly

“I’a mixture of pain and pleasure, of torture and ecstasy

I wrap s around his waist while he thrusts into ainst me with every thrust

“Alex……ALEX!!!” I screa hold, so intense I feel like I’ to pass out

He keeps fucking roans, a deep, guttural sound, his body shuttering froasm

We lie in bed together, holding each other, both of us trying to catch our breath Alex kisses ently, murmurs, “That was incredible Every time is incredible”

We drift in and out of sleep, spooning, ets up, slips his jeans back on, pads to the kitchen for a glass of water

“Have you noticed that black car over there?” he asks, nodding towards the car I get up, put on a tee shirt and a pair of sweats, and walk over to the sink where Alex is standing

“No, I haven’t noticed it before,” I shrug, eyeing the black Fiat It’s parked at the end of the street, in the shadows

“M He then closes the blinds quickly

“Is everything okay?” I ask He seems concerned I’m suddenly reminded of the time we met at Portobello Market When we arrived at the pub for a drink, he had that distracted look – saht now

“Alex?”

“Yes? Oh, sorry Everything is fine” He e me feel protected

I pull back fro isn’t right, you can tell me”

Alex looks at e of telling , but simply shakes his head and says, “I’ my hair “I’m sure,” he repeats