Auzia’s lips curled into a satisfied smile at his response. Okxxx “John doesn’t know anything,” he assured his reflection in the windowpane. His lips opened on their own accord and he took the nipple into his mouth and sucked. He lay there, his body spent, his mind buzzing with the intensity of their encounters. imposing. A bead of sweat trailed down his temple, and he wiped it away, hoping it seemed nothing more than a response to the warm afternoon. The ticking of the wall clock became a metronome to Larry’s escalating pulse, each second stretching into an eternity as he grappled with the silence. Cheyenne’s pulse hammered in her ears, each beat marking the seconds of vulnerability they both shared.
