A few more pumps and his hips stutter. He spills into me, finding release deep inside my core. Then he collapses, his head pillowed on my chest.
I hold him, grateful for the weight of his strong body. For the way I can still feel him twitching inside of me.
I’ve never been this close to another person before. How can I still want more?
When he finally raises himself up on his hands, I drag a finger through the hair on his chest and try to fight away my nerves. I didn’t plan to tell him this. Then again, I didn’t plan on any of this. If it was up to me, Dante and I would still be in our tiny apartment. I’d be working for a boss with Funyun breath and coming home to Dante after dark every night.
Maybe it’s past time I throw away my plans.
“You’re gonna have to buy another star soon,” I
