Chapter 11

• Fuck you, sex deprivation. I can’t be this uncool and come in four minutes flat.
• But I do, and I see stars. I cry out to the sound of his voice whispering things in Italian. After that, it all becomes a blur.
• I hear a packet tear open, and I watch him roll on the condom. He lifts my other leg to his chest and slowly feeds himself into me. His eyes are locked on the place that we meet. My mouth hangs open at his claiming, and he smiles down at me.