Chapter 21
by 
BreaktheBar
What's next?
Week 10, Late at Night
“Amber,” I gasped as I came.
She’d shown up at my door late, no call ahead or anything.
The sex had been hard, and angry, and so fucking good.
I unloaded deep into her as she clung to me, moaning in my ear as she rode through her own orgasm.
She didn’t stay to cuddle. She didn’t even say goodbye. She just got up afterwards, got dressed and looked at me sadly from the door. The look in her eyes told me she still loved me, but I was running out of time.
“Great,” I said to myself when she was gone. “Now I’ve got two fucking clocks counting down.”
