Sable
I had a greedy cunt and a boyfriend who said yes to it.
That was the whole problem. Cole never flinched. We had done the toys, the public parking lot, the night I made him watch me come on my fingers while I said another man’s name. Last month we did his twin. Reid on the chair. Cole behind me. A video on the TV I stopped seeing because I was too busy being full. It should have been enough. It wasn’t. I woke up wet for more holes than two men had, more hands than a bed held, more ruin than a nice boyfriend was built to give.
The club did not have a name on the door. A black building off the industrial lots. One woman. Six men. Raw. No condoms unless you asked, and I was not going to ask. I signed the form with my real first name and a pulse between my legs so heavy I had to press
