Page 132 of Force Play
When I can finally form words again, I roll onto my back and smile at him.
“I think that might be the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
Ari looks surprised. “Better than the breath play orgasm?”
I bite my lip and nod. “I’m going to be sore as hell tomorrow, but it was so worth it for that.”
He chuckles before gathering our clothing from the floor, and he tosses mine to me.
I get myself dressed and go to stand up, but Ari sits me back down.
“Stay a little longer,” he says softly, almost nervously. “Rest a bit before you go back to your room.”
“I’d love to, but your room feels like a meat locker, Ari. I’m freezing.”
He rears his head back and laughs. He walks over to his dresser, pulls out an old and faded Stars hoodie, and tosses it to me. “That’ll help.”
“Fine,” I say, pretending I’m doing this just to appease him, even though we both know that’s not true. I pull the hoodie over my head and enjoy the feeling of the worn cotton. “I guess I can stay for a little bit.”
Ari smiles so brightly, and I feel it in my chest. He has such a beautiful smile.
He slides onto the bed next to me and pulls the covers over us.
“How about a couple of episodes ofModern Family?”he asks.
“Deal.”
He puts on one of our mutual favorite episodes, and I don’t even bat an eye when he throws an arm around my shoulders. He also doesn’t seem to mind when I rest my head on his chest.
We sit in silence now, enjoying each other’s company as we stare at the screen.
I pull the hoodie strings tighter, and I catch a whiff of the fabric when I do.
It smells like Ari.
I don’t think he’ll be getting this one back.
thirty-nine
Ari
Ari
Luciaaaaa
Lucia
Yes?
Ari
What are you doing?
Lucia
Packing
I imagine you should be doing the same
