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Chapter 95: He Texts Me Come Over And I Show Up With Nothing Under
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Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 106: Sunday Evening, The Outdoor Shower, And Everything
Arc 34: SaltwaterThe outdoor shower is on the side of the beach house.Slatted wood walls open to the sky. The showerhead runs warm from a full day of August sun on the pipes. The sky above is going amber at the edges, the sun dropping toward the water, and I am standing under the warm stream washing sand from my skin and my hair when the wooden door opens.He fills the frame.Sand on his forearms. Salt drying in his hair. He takes me in, standing under the warm water in the amber light, and something in his expression does what it has been doing all weekend, shifting from composed to decided, and he steps inside and pulls the door shut.The shower is not large.He is.He steps under the water alongside me and the warmth hits his shoulders and runs down his chest and he looks at me and doesn't say anything and I look at him and don't say anything and the outdoor shower fills with warm water and amber light and the sound of the ocean twenty feet away.His hands find my hair.He works
Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 105: Saturday Morning, Coconut Oil, And Three Hours
Warmth wakes me before he does.Not sunlight. Not his body against mine, though that is there too, warm and solid at my back. Something more specific. The warmth of oil, heated between his palms, pressed slowly into my shoulders in circles that reach deep into the muscle and pull a sound out of me before I am fully conscious.I keep my eyes closed.His hands move down my spine. His thumbs press into either side of each vertebra with a precise pressure that sits exactly at the border of too much without crossing it. The oil is warm. Something sweet underneath it, coconut, and the smell of it mixes with salt air coming through the cracked window and the sound of the ocean and I feel myself dissolving into the mattress one vertebra at a time.He moves lower.My lower back. The curve where my spine meets my hips. His thumbs press into the dimples there and my hips tilt involuntarily and I hear him exhale slowly behind me.His hands spread across my hips.Work the oil in wide circles.Move
Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 104: His Mouth Takes Me Somewhere I Don't Come Back From The Same
Arc 34: SaltwaterHis tongue moves through me slowly.Not a stroke. More like a question asked with complete patience, learning the shape of me, the specific warmth and weight of me, and my back lifts off the mattress before I've even processed the sensation.Both his palms press my hips back down.Flat. Certain. The particular authority of a man who intends to be here for a long time and wants me to understand that.He goes again.Slower.Outside the ocean breathes in and out in its endless indifferent rhythm and inside this beach house bedroom his tongue is mapping me like something worth knowing completely and I stare at the ceiling fan and feel my own pulse in places I have never felt it before.He finds a place that makes my breath catch.He stays there.Works it. Circles it. Leaves it. Returns. Reads the specific quality of my breathing the way someone reads a language they have been quietly studying and can now finally speak. Every time my breath changes he adjusts. Every time
Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 103: The Beach House Has One Bed And He Looks At Me Like He Already Knew That
Arc 34: SaltwaterThe listing said two bedrooms.There is one bed.I stand in the doorway staring at it, white-linened and wide, centered under a slow ceiling fan, and the sound of the ocean comes through the open window and fills the silence that Darius isn't filling because he's standing behind me looking at the exact same thing and saying absolutely nothing.Which is somehow worse than if he said something.I have worked beside this man for seven months. Shared conference rooms. Shared takeout containers at eleven PM when a deadline swallowed the evening. Shared a twelve-hour drive to a client site in February where the heater broke and we sat with our coats on and our breath fogging and talked about everything except what was sitting between us like a third passenger.There has always been something sitting between us.I turn around.He's closer than I expect. Dark eyes already on my face. White linen shirt with the collar open, the top two buttons undone, and the coastal air has
Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 102: He Shows Up At My Apartment Sunday Night And We Don't Sleep
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Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 101: Going To His Apartment Is Definitely A Good Idea Afterall
Arc 33: Wreck SeasonHis apartment is a fifteen minutes drive from the office.We sit at the back together. We don't talk in the car.His hand is on my thigh the entire ride, warm and heavy and present, his thumb moving in slow circles that are not innocent and are not trying to be, and I sit in the passenger seat with my thighs pressed together with his hand around them and I look out the window and feel every circle in places his hand isn't touching.His driver doesn't look back.Smart man.His apartment is on the nineteenth floor of a building that costs more per month than my quarterly salary and it is warm and wide and dark when he opens the door and he doesn't turn any lights on.He drops his keys on the console table.Turns around.I'm already reaching for him.He catches my face in both hands and kisses me deep and walks me backward through the dark apartment, knowing every piece of furniture by instinct, and I follow him and kiss him back and his hands move from my face to m
Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 6: I Got Her Dress Off And She Was Already Dripping Down Her Thighs
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Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 5: She Belongs To My Rival And I've Been Jerking Off To Her Face For Months
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Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 4: I Left Before He Woke Up
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Dark Drippy Desires Chapter 3: I Just Fucked A Married Man
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