I shrugged.“It’s nice when they call what I want to throw.Whatever.I understand the control thing.Mostly.”
“Well, I have to be in control in the bedroom.If this is going to work, I’ll be calling the shots, as you said.Like I’d said before when we talked about preferences, I don’t mind bottoming, but you bet I’ll top from the bottom, as they say.I want you to fuck me.”He nuzzled my hair.“But I’ll tell you exactly how I want it.Or I might ride you.”
“Fuck.Everything you say is so hot.I’m good with any of that.Any way you want it.”That was the truth.I was willing to be Godwin’s little ho.Yep.He made my insides volatile, like the volcano was going to go off at any minute.
“Good.”He manhandled me around some more until my ass was up in the air again.“Right now, I want to finish prepping you so I can fuck your ass so hard you’ll remember me next week.”
“Fuck yeah.Do it.”
And he did.I’d never been fucked so hard or so thoroughly.I came, thinking again of that internal volcano.
Afterward, we cuddled until we fell asleep.I hadn’t felt so content in a long damn time.The next morning, Godwin made breakfast, but he was quieter than normal.I knew he was a man of few words, but this felt more like the silent treatment.
He slid a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of me.I ate a few bites as Godwin cleaned up in the kitchen instead of joining me.I didn’t care for any of this.
I put my fork down and wiped my mouth.“Hey, Godwin?Did I do something wrong?”
“What?Wrong?No.”He smiled, but it seemed fake.
I picked my fork back up and moved the eggs around on my plate.I was anything but hungry now.Godwin seemed to be having second thoughts about everything.Instead of feeling comforted by my knowing what he went through, maybe he felt exposed or vulnerable or some shit.I didn’t know what to say to change that.It felt like the end.
