Falling in Reverse (The Seasons Change)

by Julia Wolf

I turned my head, but we were so close, I couldn’t really see him. “And while I’m waiting for that to happen, I should just lie here on top of you?” “I don’t have a problem with that.” He pressed his nose to my cheek. “I spent an awful lot of time lying on top of you this morning.” I couldn’t help the little moan that escaped me. He’d fucked most of the fight out of me, and I was still a little delirious from all the orgasms he’d doled out. “Mmm, yeah you did.” I held up both hands in front of me, five fingers extended on my right, one finger on my left. “Now I need two hands.” It took Ronan a second to react—maybe for him to recall me saying I could count my past lovers on one hand. He took my right hand in his and curled his fingers around mine, until all five were balled into a fist, then he held my other hand in his, shaking it in front of my face. “The other ones don’t matter anymore. This one is the only one you’re going to be thinking about right now.” From his barely contained anger, I interpreted his “right now” as “for as long as I say.” “Is that you trying to police my thoughts?” “I’m not.” He stroked my stomach in a slow, rhythmic motion.