VI.We get up and make our way to the exit to get our coats back from reception. There's a taxi waiting outside already.
"Your place or mine?" I ask while finally succumbing to temptation and nibbling on John's neck. He gives the cabbie my address and puts his arm around me. I rest my head on his shoulder for the rest of the journey, blissfully still with my eyes only half open, taking in the moment. The scent of his skin has become so familiar already.
I wonder how far he'll go; will I get to take that suit off him tonight? He's growing more and more confident, but I continue to wonder just where his boundaries are now.
This isn't the time and place to ask, though.
We pull up outside my building and he rushes to pay the fare. After getting down first, he makes sure to keep the door ope
