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Reminiscing, signs and distractions

Nova

How can sex with someone you hate be that good? There's supposed to be a line or a universal agreement where sex like that is automatically horrible.

My mind travels back to last night's activities and my thighs clench instinctively.

My body is spent. Muscles and limbs are too tired to do anything more than lie here as he withdraws his hips, sliding his erection out of my opening until nothing but the tip of his cock remains. He hovers there for a beat, allowing anticipation to build inside me before he sinks himself back in, igniting my body and electrifying my nerve endings with a single thrust.

Saying I enjoyed everything he did is a lie, I loved it. Too much.

And I'm not all too surprised when I woke up this morning and he wasn't here. Did he sleep here? Or did he sleep here and leave this morning?

I'll never know. All I woke up to was a plan B and the Ghostface mask on my bedside table.

I rolled my eyes when I saw the pill before throwing it in my mouth. Well, great. Because
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