"Get out of your head.” He rotates his thumb and trails his tongue across my pliable lips. “Let it all go."
- Pam Godwin
"She blinks up at me, eyes unfocused, and grooves crease her forehead. “Where did you go, gorgeous girl?"
"Her back bows over the kitchen island, our empty plates rattling with the thrust of my hand. Two orgasms later, she stumbles into the living room to work on her homework, argument forgotten."