Chapter 55

They didn’t finish with each other until 2 AM.

He took her one last time from behind, and when it was over, she was left on her back, too drained to even turn over. He was lying beside her with one of his legs tangled between hers. She didn’t bother pulling away from him this time.

“Is anyone else home?” He suddenly asked, dazed.

She laughed, “little late to ask.”

She was right. He should’ve asked this earlier. Now that they were done wrestling with each other’s flesh asking whether there was someone else in the house or not was useless. It was of no use knowing unless they could rewind the hand of the clock to avoid themselves being seen or heard in action.

Exhausted as she was, she was satisfied. For the first time, she experienced the complete pleasure of sex, but what made it even sweeter was doing it with the man she had always wished to since she first saw him at the bar. Everything about him was seductive: his stare, his smile, his voice. Fuck. E