Sex is comforting and an outlet for your powerful emotions and needs. There’s nothing wrong with you if you want to have sex soon after your beloved’s death, or even the day after the funeral.
Regina wasn’t shy about taking what she wanted. She held my head and rocked against me, f***ing my face until her body went rigid.
Her hips bucked against his hand. Little moans issued from her throat as her kisses became more intense. The fabric against his fingers grew damp.
She felt herself gush when Kellan slipped her hands underneath her shirt and unhooked her bra, her nipples hardening first in Kellan’s palm, then against her tongue.
I might laugh if I had the air. I drag my hand down his chest to press against his cock. “Punish me later if you want to. Just give us what we both need now.”
She’d closed her eyes again, the bad girl, and she hadn’t expected it. He would chastise her in a moment, but right now she was coming, as he’d promised her, pulsing in his mouth.
Rafael practically invites me in when he presses two fingers against that tight muscle and slips them inside. I watch, momentarily stunned to see him so boldly stretch himself for me.
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A lot of my old friendships started with sex. My wife is not thrilled about that.