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still limp. She slid down his body and took him in her mouth. It was not an act she often initiated, though once into it, she took real pleasure. |
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Suddenly she was desperate to satisfy him. "What's the problem?" |
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Calvin shook his head. "I don't know, I" |
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"Is it me? Am I doing something wrong?" She felt frantic. |
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"No, you're fine. I'm just . . ." |
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Before he could finish, she said, "Try." She could feel him strain, but nothing happened. |
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Damn it, it's me. I've killed his interest in me, I've killed our sex . . . She took him in her hand. "I want you in me," she said stroking him. "I want you to come in me. I want you to come in me, Calvin." |
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"I want to make love." She felt wild. Tears were blinding her. "We have to. Please get hard, please, I want you in me." |
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He made a stupid grin. "I'm trying, honey, I just can't" |
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"You've got to, Calvin." She felt ready to snap any minute. The buildup of all the anxiety of the last weeks was threatening to pull her under. |
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"Please, Terry, get hold of yourself." |
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"Calvin, make love to me." Her voice was shattering. Her tears fell on him. |
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"Honey, I want to, I just can't" |
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"What's wrong? What's happening? What's happening to us?" |
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"Terry, it's not you. I'm just a little tired . . ." His voice seemed to come from some faraway place. |
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"PLEASE!" she cried at the ceiling. |
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"Terry, control yourself." |
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Her head was spinning. Everything in the room took on a fluid unreality. Nothing was solid. Nothing made sense. She felt disoriented, as if loosed from the fabric of thingsas if gravity itself were failing. What she feared was yielding to a consuming fit that she would not be able to come out of. |
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Outside, Matty opened his door and padded into the hall bathroom. Calvin pulled on his top and yanked the covers over them. |
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