with a whoop, Marek jumped into bed, over my prone body, and onto his side of the bed. As he vaulted, my hand reached up and grazed his torso. He was damp from the shower. He'd fucked me into submission just 10 minutes before, on my side, belly, knees, and up against the wall.
In bed, he wrapped himself in his comforter and rolled over toward me.
“Dobra noč!” Good night! he chirped.
I turned over to hug him and kiss him good night, but he resisted, and twisted out . . .
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