|Katherine|
I felt so…sore.
And I wasn’t entirely convinced it was just because of his size. No… it was the sheer number of times. Again and again, until I’d lost count—until time itself seemed to slip through my fingers.
We’d spent the entire day sealed inside our villa, blinds drawn against the glaring sun, the world beyond our door fading into nothing. Nothing else existed except the press of his body, the heat of his mouth, the way he looked at me as though letting go wasn’t an option.
It wasn’t the first time we had s*x, but it was the first time an entire day had been devoured by it. Just him and me—an endless cycle of touches, sighs, and whispered things I didn’t want to think about too hard.
I couldn’t even remember the moment our lazy morning banter had turned into something
