He was really here. We were both naked, and he was going to use me again, and give me what I needed. In my day to day life I was the repressed, professional doctor, but in the bedroom, particularly with Torch, I could let myself be reduced to nothing more than something to fuck. Something to use for pleasure, and I knew that anything he did to me would feel amazing, because it was him. And because I knew that afterward, he’d take care of me, and hold me, and make sure I was okay, because he actually cared.
My Hyde by Halestorm
