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Once again, Alivia fought me for the bill, and she used that voice to make me let her pay.
All this time with her had created a persistent ache between my legs that I was going to have to take care of as soon as I got home. So annoying.
Both of us were pretty quiet on the drive back to Castleton. I was trying to control my lust, and Alivia seemed to be lost in thought.
“Tired?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said, because it was the easiest explanation, even though I felt the opposite of tired. I was wired, practically vibrating in my seat.
“You’re not singing anymore,” she pointed out. Right. So far, I’d sung every time we’d gotten into the car.
“Yeah, tired,” I said again, and added a yawn for good measure.
“You just got quiet, so I was wondering.”
I shifted in my seat, pressing my legs together. Anything to help.
“You can put the seat back and rest if you want to.”
I did put the seat back and close my eyes, but all that did was let me focus on my memories of Alivia’s body. Her hands. Her mouth. The sounds she made when she came. It was all there, fresh in my mind as if it had happened hours ago. Moments ago.
That was too much, so I settled for staring out the window.
The ride back to Castleton took about a thousand hours, or at least it felt that way.
I breathed a sigh of relief when Alivia pulled out in front of my apartment building. I was so grateful that Natalie was with Em tonight and I could do what I needed to do without worrying about being quiet. My favorite vibrator was less than discreet.
“Thanks so much for everything,” I said, trying not to act like I was running away from her.
“You’re welcome. I guess, uh, I’ll see you later.”
“Yeah, come into the bakery if you ever want a donut,” I said, giving her a smile and then hopping out. She gave me a little wave as she drove away, and I waved back before running upstairs, yanking off my dress, and reaching into my sock drawer for my little friend.
I flopped on my bed and got to work, coming the first of many times after only a few seconds.
All I thought about was Alivia.
* * *
I had to cut myself off eventually or risk wrist and hand damage. My body was boneless, but I managed to peel myself off my bed and make it to the shower. I was hungry again from my exertions, so to the freezer it was for a microwave dinner that I devoured standing up in the kitchen.
I always liked ice cream after orgasms, so I had that for dessert on the couch as my hair dried and I caught up on my favorite gossip vlogs.
Today was probably just a fluke. I wasn’t going to be completely sex-obsessed every time I saw Alivia. My hormones must be reacting to the moon or something.
Now that I’d gotten this out of my system, I’d be able to function around Alivia like a regular person who didn’t picture her naked every five seconds.
I’d be fine.
