Monday had been one of those afternoons you don’t forget. That slow build-up where tension turns to heat, and before long, we were tangled up in the kind of sex that leaves you raw in the best way. Her body, her mouth, the way she responded to every touch — she didn’t hold anything back, and neither did I. By the time I left her place, skin still damp and pulse still racing, I was already thinking about when I’d be back....