Compulsion by London Clare

Author:London, Clare [London, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2012-10-27T22:00:00+00:00

I WOKE suddenly and in the dark, unable to remember where I was. Disorientated and startled, I sat bolt upright. A clean-smelling sheet slid down my body.

Then I remembered I was in Seve’s flat. I remembered being fucked senseless by him the previous night, pounded against the wall and the floor until we’d both come again and then some. I remembered us moaning at each other, Seve keening as he held me tight around the waist. My own groans as I ran my hands over his smooth hair, letting its short strands trail between my fingers, reaching with my mouth to plunder his with my tongue again and again. Then we’d staggered to our feet with rueful grins and Seve fetched a clean pair of sweats for us both and a toweling robe for me to wear while my clothes dried. We went into his kitchen, where I had a beer and Seve had a glass of a thick red wine, and we realized we probably needed some food. He phoned up for takeaway Chinese, and somehow, between him hanging up the phone and me putting the menu down on the worktop, I found myself facedown across the kitchen table, the robe thrown aside, the sweats around my knees and my legs spread wide. There was the warmth of Seve’s hips fitting snugly in between my thighs, the bright snap of another latex package, and excitement as he thrust into me. Excitement—and barely controllable laughter! The slim chrome legs of the table might have been fashionable, but they were ridiculously insubstantial. We rocked together fiercely, and they scraped across the glossy floor tiles in accompaniment. I nearly fell off more than once. Guess they don’t make kitchen furniture fit for purpose—for ours, anyway.

By the time the delivery boy brought the Chinese food up, I was groaning loudly, clinging to the very edge of the table, and Seve was tensing for his climax. As he came, he dropped his head and marked my shoulder with his teeth—I felt the sudden sharp pain as he bit and sucked. In seconds I was hearing the angelic bells of my own next—and rather agonizing —climax, just as someone knocked on the door and called out something about spring rolls and fried rice.

I just about remembered the final staggering tumble into bed around midnight. More laughter as we reminisced about what we’d done, where we’d done it. And shared some more aerobic exercise before we finally slept. In a bed. Seve’s bed. Together.

And now it was early dawn, or so it seemed to me. I blinked my eyes, getting used to the dim light, and took a good look around the room. There hadn’t been much time last night to do anything except admire the size and sophistication of the flat. Now I was curious about the details of Seve’s home. We’d turned off the lights in the hallway before we fell asleep, but the morning brightness was already seeping through the blinds of the bedroom window.

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