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“I found out about Ophelia, it made me so upset and mad that I just pushed you aside.” 

“I did.” She shrugged. “I loved you when you first made love to me...when you pulled the sheets over us and made something so intimate...so..loving.” She laughed softly, shrugging. “But it’s whatever now.”

“You didn’t love me, you loved the idea of me. You can’t commit to one woman, but that’s you, that’s fine. Love is when you...feel like that person is just the best person ever and you want to be around them all the time, you want to touch them, kiss them, be with them as long as you want to and would never hurt them or hurt anyone who does.” She laughed softly. “It doesn’t last forever for some, but it sure is there.” She shrugged. “You just loved the idea of this single, blonde, divorcee who you managed to bed every week.”

“Before you take me to bed...I want to know, how do you feel about me? How do you feel about anyone else? Honestly, no lies, I won’t get mad or upset, I’ll listen.” She approached him, taking his hands to pull him to her kitchen table, sitting in a chair. 

She smiled, he made a point. Her body wanted him, all though her mind told her to back away and send him off. “You’re willing to fuck me, even though it hurts?” She questioned, raising her brow. “That’s how much sex means to you?”

“You really think we can? After everything?” She told him, resting her hands in front of her. “I don't think anyone can go back to a casual sex routine after going through so much.”

“Same.” She laughed softly. “But that ship sailed when we...you know...fucked in my office?” She giggled, sighing “I just don’t want to get attached again.”

“Thank you.” She smiled, taking it from him to stash it in her wine rack. Standing in her living room. “So..” She laughed nervously. “This is kind of weird huh?”

Evie smiled when she opened the door, she changed into some casual clothes and greeted him. “Come in.” She blushed, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear,

Evie got home, throwing her keys up on the hooks where they belonged and closed the door, shrugging off her coat. She had a lot on her mind, she was insane for getting back in the web with Taison. Clearing her throat, she sighed, putting on a smile and turning on her television, waiting for him.

“Yes.” She bit her lip, pulling her skirt back over her legs, soothing it out. Fixing her hair to make herself look presentable and not like she just got fucked senselessly. “I’ll meet you there in an hour? Just...don’t get jumped again okay?”

“Did you want to come over to my place...I can take care of you there, it beats spending the night in your dorm or in a hospital bed.” She bit her lip, pulling her blouse back over her torso. 

“Oh honey, if you continue to do that. You won’t have to be sorry about anything.” She cleared her throat, her naked body still laying on the desk. 

“I prefer not to do it in the morning, I’m busy, I have tours to do for new students and a bunch of phone calls to make.” She shrugged. 

Evie let herself go one more time, squirting hysterically against his cock. She pressed her lips against his, smirking as she felt his hot seed spill inside of her. “Fuck..” She moaned softly against his lips, dropping her legs back down. 

Evie had suffered three orgasms in a row, her legs over his shoulders as she was close to him. Her pussy sensitive and her body numb from the intensity, her body flushed red and her blonde hair all in her face. Looking up at him, she pulled her body up, kissing him. “Do it baby..”