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I was falling too.

That emptiness?

Gone.

The yearning?

Vanished.

The sex?

Fah-argh-ing mega.

Watching him move, so commanding, so graceful, even just pulling out bottles of wine and checking the labels?

Turn the dial to off, I was done.

Somehow, I’d managed to get unscrewed, and it felt like I was more screwed than ever, only to get screwed again (in more than one way), and it felt great.

Annnnnnnd…

I was back to a mess.

And that little part of my brain?

It was happy as a clam.

Shit.

Chapter 12

Plans

I was on my back in my bed and coming into Tanyn’s mouth.

Half a second after that started, I was on my back in my bed, taking Tanyn’s cock while he was devouring my mouth.

I tasted me and him, but only felt him driving inside, banging against my sensitive clit, so I had no idea if it was just a very long orgasm, or one transitioned into two.

What I did know was around the time his hand cupped my ass and lifted it so his thrusts would land deeper, that caused orgasm two (or three…whatever).

But he was getting his one.

Even having my own, I felt his, heard it, so that made two (or three) last even longer.

As such, I was spent after he relaxed into me, still inside, and started to nuzzle my neck.

Gosh, I liked that.

All of it.

(So screwed.)

Dinner had been delicious.

The wine he selected, perfect.

Our conversation, stilted.