It was different. Not better, just different and she liked that fact. She was energized where Luke seemed exhausted under her. Still, he didn’t seem to realize the breakthrough she’d just had. She was perfectly capable at s*x. Not just a participant, but an actual involved, almost, knew-what-she-was-doing, lover. “I was pretty good at that, wasn’t I?”
He chuckled and kissed her on top of her head.
“Yeah, you were pretty good at that.”
“I still don’t want to do that other thing.”
“I think you’ve made that point about three times now. Noted.”
“Should I be sorry? I mean is it something that matters?”
“No, it really doesn’t matter.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
“Thank you for everything else.”
She slapped him playfully on the butt as he yanked the covers back and crawled under them.
