Break down of the car

Breakdown

Harley Finley

Colten laid in my bed, our naked bodies intertwined into a knotted mess with the blue comforter. His arm rested on top of my waist feeling like a fifty pound weight keeping me beside him.

Everything ached. My stomach, my thighs, my ass.

With every shimmy out of his grasp, I could feel the happenings of last night all over again. Every place he touched me was just a button to my next orgasm until we both passed out.

It was the best sex filled night I've ever had.

One I'll be thinking about every night I spend alone - at home.

I rubbed my tired eyes and quietly got dressed, throwing on my jeans and sweater from yesterday.

The house was quiet as I shuffled my way through, hoping not to bump into anyone on my escape to my car.

It wasn't until I was on the one hundred mile road out of that wretched town that I felt a little more at peace but even then, the envelope in my pocket weighted me down. It yanked at me to read it before I went any further, screaming imagina