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“You will. I know you will.” His thrusts sped up, and with this new force, he was reaching parts of me that I didn’t know existed. I dragged my nails down his back, eyes closed again. He was so fucking hard. So fucking deep. There was nothing else I could do but come again.
Everything tightened one last time, releasing in a perfect explosion. My sight went black and every one of his movements sent another wave jolting through me. I screamed his name as I felt it hit me over and over again.
Henry cursed under his breath and slammed into me one last time. I held onto him hard, my orgasm still racing through mybody. Then I felt him jerking inside of me as his lips captured mine one more time.
Or one last time. One last time for just the two of us.
Henry pulled away, eyes meeting mine as I caught my breath. I was heaving, both totally satisfied and begging to do it again.
“W-Wren,” he said. “I?—”
My phone rang, breaking my focus.
“Fuck,” I said as I checked the time. “I have to get back to the set. I’m late for, like, five things.”
I gathered my clothes and dressed quickly before running out the door.
Henry didn’t get a word in, not even to tell me to take it easy.
That should have been my first sign something was wrong.
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HENRY
Strawberry Springs Neighborhood Watch
Kerry Winsor: Isn’t it state law to pull over if you have more than five people following you and you’re on a TRACTOR ON THE HIGHWAY?
Comments:
Jade Clark:Bold of you to think people care about laws here.
Kerry Winsor:It made a fifteen-minute drive thirty minutes!
Hu Gh:Leave me alone. I just needed some beer from the town over.
Kerry Winsor:So your first choice was a TRACTOR?
Hu Gh:You complained about my car backfiring. Then you complain about my tractor. Get a life!
Tammy Jane:This coming from the man who complained in this very group about me giving him decaf?
Hu Gh: COFFEE IS DIFFERENT
I sawmyself and Wren over and over again. It followed me home, played behind my eyelids as I went to sleep, and restarted the second I woke up.
I’d had sex with her in theclinic,of all places. I’d bossed her around, done only what I wanted to do, and completely lost control.
Wren was right to leave the second we were done. I had no idea if she was really late for anything. It could have easily been an excuse to get away.
There was so much that I should have done. I should have asked her what she liked, if she even wanted me like that. If she wanted to be the one leading.
But I didn’t. I blacked out. I was so driven by my desire that I let myself slip.
And I needed to apologize to her.
I wasn’t sure how. My morning walk was always invaded by cameras. The second I passed, one of the PAs from the show got me mic’d up and ready to be present. There would be no time to have a private conversation.
