AFTER DARK
"LIAM! YES, LIAM! I'M YOURS! I'M ALL YOURS!"
I roared, a sound of pure, unadulterated triumph, and emptied myself into her, a hot, pulsing rush that seemed to go on forever. I collapsed on top of her, my body a heavy, dead weight, my breathing ragged and harsh. We were a tangle of limbs, a single, sweating entity in the aftermath of the storm, a beautiful, scandalous spectacle for the silent, watching city.