Page 146 of S is for SEX

After a few minutes of silence, I exhaled and stood.

I glanced in his direction and smiled.

“We’re just fucking, right?” I asked.

“Yep,” he responded as he glanced down at his bare feet. .

“And as long as I don’t get attached, you’ll keep fucking me, right?” I shrugged.

He glanced upward and nodded his head once, “Yep.”

“I fucking hate you,” I chuckled.

Nothing could be further from the truth, but for the sake of my sexual sanity, I figured I could play the game.

“That’s what I like to hear,” he grinned.

Well then, I’ll keep lying.

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