“I had work to do, trips to plan, and sleep to catch up on. But it’d been four days, eleven hours, and thirty-two minutes since we’d had sex, and all of them had been consumed by the memories of cinnamon and heat and the silky slide of her skin beneath my hands”
Josh, my guy, it’s ok to say you like her
— Sep 19, 2026 04:36PM
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