Chapter 64
We dress back into our clothes and I grab the stuff I brought from the kitchen to put them back into their places.
He’s in the doorframe when I try to pass by him.
"What?" I ask.
He pats my hair down so it won’t look disheveled and I thank him.
He follows me down the stairs and waits for me to put everything back. He lights up a cigarette in the meantime and I don’t bother doing the same because I take a few drags from him.
As I do so, he cups my face so I look into his eyes.
"What?" I ask and let the smoke out into his face.
"If I could, I would do that every single day."
"What?" I laugh. "Fuck me?"
He shakes his head and leans in close to whisper into my ear.
"Fuck you so hard until you can’t walk."
"Hm…big words. Not really convinced." I tease and he takes his cigarette back.
He clenches his jaw though and brings his free hand down between my legs, which shake for a split second.