As the aftershocks ripple through me, he eases out, unties me, and flips me over in seconds. He pushes my knees up to my chest and settles between my legs, looking down at me like a man unleashed. Like a man who thinks I’m his. He fucks me like I am his. And he feels like mine as his body jerks, shakes, then stills before he collapses on me with a smoky, soulful, “You.”
