Actual amateurs ingaged in sex
I'd been half-wishing I had a cigarette because something I'd read recently said smoking helped you relax. My tears had dried up by then, but they threatened to return at just the sight of my boyfriend.
"I knew you were naughty. But borderline sadistic.
Looking up occasionally did help.
I'd been hired to answer phones, check in members, and be the physical Google when people had questions.
The sound of his breath catching made my heart thump harder against my chest. His eyes locked with mine, and his Adam's apple bobbed as though in slow motion.
To say what I'd been holding back.
At one point in my life, I'd dreamed of settling down.
There's no nice way to put this. You were a rebound fuck, Dirk.