I move my fingers faster. Our tongues duel and twist. Valentina’s nails dig into my back while her other hand grips at the couch for something to hold on to. Hold on to me, I want to tell her. I’ll take care of you. I’ll bring you all the way home. But I can’t voice the words because I don’t want to break our kiss. I don’t want to disrupt this moment that is too damn beautiful. I don’t want to lose Valentina. I don’t want to lose this with my wife.
