Seconds later, we were both flat on our backs, condom tossed and bodies heaving as we tried to calm our breathing.
“That was great, love. Your ass squeezed out every drop of jizz I had,” he said.
It didn’t bother me, being a frequent receptacle for sex. I was a slut, and I enjoyed getting fucked. But hearing Chuck say love in that way…My heart was definitely too involved. It was probably time to cool things down a bit before I did something stupid, like saying “I love you.”
I got out of bed and dressed as quickly as my sated limbs would allow. “Thanks, Chuck. It was great for me, too. I’m gonna go.” I found my messenger bag and checked that nothing had fallen out in our headlong rush to copulate.
“Hey, wait a minute,” Chuck said, sitting up in bed. “Spend the night. You’ve never done that. Why, by the way?”
I glanced at him, looking so sexy and rumpled with the sheets at his waist and luscious bare chest glistening with sweat. I swallowed against the want that filled me.