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“Ti–”
“Yessss– Yessss. Yesssss. Uhhhhh missed youuuuu. Uhhhh.”
“I missed you, too,” I admitted, gripping the back of her neck to bring her nearer.
She was so damn slippery. My dick slid in and out of her with ease.
Fuck.
The sound of our reunion was uprooting. Her legs locked around my frame. Her body stiffened. Her eyes closed. Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip. When that didn’t relieve the mounting pressure, she leaned forward and replaced her bottom lip with my shoulder.
“That’s it, baby. Let that shit go.”
Arrrrrrgh.
She was near drawing blood. As hurtful as those pretty teeth were, they felt so damn good. So damn good they began to extract my nut from my sack.
“That’s it,” I whispered, succumbing to my own ending simultaneously.
SIX
Sunlight danced between the blinds,ending at Aug’s smooth skin. My fingertips ran the length of his arm and then back again. Having his body near settled my nervous system.
Freckles.
Though faint, I recognized the small, unpredictable markings of our Maker. My lips curled into a smile as I released a long, hearty breath. August’s level of perfection spiked.
Freckles.
Unable to contain the joy of my newest discovery, I listened to my inner voice repeat the same word.
He’s simultaneously perfect and so far from it.
My stomach knotted at the idea of his departure. I inhaled as my eyelashes touched. Darkness surrounded me suddenly.
Exhale.
Inhale.
Exhale.
As I grew uneasy, dealing with the aftermath of his absence, though he had yet to leave, I reminded myself to live in the moment.Down to the millisecond.
He’s here now.
I leaned forward with pursed lips and planted a kiss on his forehead. Slowly, I rejoined the light and made my way out of bed. My toes sank into the fluffy slippers near my bedside.
Up on my feet, I realized how active August and I had been throughout the night. My center still craved him, but its greed would only lead to my destruction. I suppressed my urge to return to bed and initiate what I knew would be my ending.
The bathroom welcomed me with coolness. I emptied my bladder, cleaned my face and teeth, slid into the slip hanging on the hook behind the door, and spritzed my body with the creamy vanilla-smelling body mist to start my morning.
My skin routine would have to wait. I wasn’t exactly sure if it would be pointless before August’s departure or not. He was unpredictable. So were the places he left his semen.
I strolled toward the kitchen, slow in stride. Each moment was exaggerated as happiness flowed through me freely. Something felt so right about what was happening between Aug and me.
“Still it was worth it. I would do it again.”
I swayed my hips to the tune playing in my head as I pulled out a skillet.
