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He moves his hands up my back, down my ass, and to my boobs.

He likes to have it all.

To feel me against him, to learn the way my body expands into a curve, narrows into a valley, creates a myriad of possibilities for his touch.

He likes to kiss me too.

It’s a new feeling. It feels like we’re connecting, starting a new chapter in our story.

Am I nostalgic because we’re going through these phases too fast, perhaps?

I absolutely am.

One day, he might come to me, realizing I’ve outgrown his life, and we are more different than we thought.

That’s what crosses my mind when he nudges me off, peels off his pants and shirt, and slides his hard length into me, his eyes locked with mine.

We broke a rule tonight, maybe more.

Looking at me while fucking me has become possible, no longer restricted by a distant past that has nothing to do with me.

I’m hardly the one to keep score, but having him on top of me, claiming me as if I’m his, and kissing at the same time makes me want him even more.

Trust him even more.

Miracles do happen.

I wind my arms around his neck as he rams into me even harder.

We almost break the lounging chair as we experience pleasure.

Despite what he said about being in a hurry, he lets me fall asleep in his arms, and only later does he pull away from me, fixes his clothes, kisses me, and walks away, heading to the club.

20

LILA

Friday

At work

“How do you feel?” Keira asks.

I move my phone from one ear to the other, keeping an eye on the store door.

My bones hurt.

“I feel good,” I say, not mentioning the pain.

A sweet, loving ache has been living inside me since we fucked the other night.

The memory of us together has stayed with me too.

Call it luck, but neither of them returned home.

I almost missed work yesterday because I fell asleep after Damon left. I was convinced the staff would be in the house, and I’d wake up without a problem.

The opposite happened. I slept in, and I was late, not to mention that my voice was hoarse, and I looked like I snoozed off in the back of a minivan.