“Last sex,” I told Marius after we had both come. “At least for a while.”
“Uh huh,” he said and grinned.
We had both taken our time. I’m not sure why I’d never thought about teaching Marius how to edge before. Maybe because I thought we’d have plenty of time.
The sex was passionate and satisfying although still no fucking. (He’d told me that he couldn’t fuck me anymore because 1 . . .
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