His phone vibrates on the nightstand but neither of us stops or makes any move to shut it off. We’ve been making up for lost time with sex that’s sweet and mildly possessive, the latter a kink we’ve both always enjoyed, but this is something more. It’s hard and fast and claiming in a way I didn’t know existed. As my orgasm finally hits, he drops his mouth to mine and kisses me in the same hard, greedy way that he slams into me. “Mine.” He speaks into my mouth. “You’re finally mine again.”
