Chapter 173

• FITZ
• It helped that Bev was letting me take charge of her sexual education with all the fervor that one might expect from a straight A student. It’d been a week since the opera and she was over at my house almost every other night. Some nights I just went down on her, relishing how she came apart at my mouth and I would spend myself by my own hand across her naked body. Sometimes I would take her, growing less and less gentle with each time.
• Not that Bev didn’t deserve all the gentleness in the world, but she was voracious. Always begging for more, and harder. How could I deny her, always looking so ravished and thoroughly fucked across my dark sheets? I couldn’t.