“But we probably shouldn’t keep bringing it up, especially because it was just a onetime thing.” “Right, one time. Unless . . .” I trail off, wondering if I should push my luck. Since I left her apartment yesterday morning, I’ve been replaying the sounds she made inside my head. Those tiny whimpers, those long, drawn-out moans, it’s all been swirling around in there like a never-ending record. I had to fuck my fist twice in the shower this morning just to calm myself down.
