“Shit, you smell so good.” He sounds as shaken as I feel. “Fuck the covenant. I want to be so deep in your cunt, you’d be squirming to breathe—” That’s what does it—the picture he paints of him, buried inside me. Of a world in which he and I—we—are a possibility. My body clenches, my vision whites out, and the orgasm that follows is so sharp and sudden, I cannot tell the pleasure apart from the pain.
SCREAMINGGGGGG
