(Julian)So I dazzle her.I take the shirt, my shirt, off her the rest of the way slowly, because the fastest way to undo a woman who runs on momentum is to refuse to hurry.It works.She arches up to chase my mouth and I pull back just far enough to make her say my name like a complaint."Julian.""Patience.""Overrated."She fists a hand in my hair and pulls, hard enough to reroute every thought I had."Catch up."So I catch up.I learn her thoroughly, out of order, with my mouth.Down her throat.Across her stomach, until she stops being patient with my patience and tells me, in specific detail, what she wants and in what order.I'm delighted to take instruction.I'm also delighted to ignore it, purely to hear what she does about that.What she does about it is flip us.One second I'm running the show, the next I'm flat on my back with a very pleased woman deciding she'll set the tempo after all.The genuinely new thing, the thing I'll be thinking about for days, is that I let her.
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