Make Me Yours
“Do we have any ibuprofen?”
“I’ll get you some. Damn girl, you went straight from good girl to pro in record time.” Kim said and got up to fetch the pills from our bathroom. She came back and handed me two little brown pills.
I took them and swallowed them down with my coffee. “I know, I thought about that last night and was all excited about it. By the time we stopped, I was certain I was done with sex for a while. Today, I’m still thinking that, but my brain is already on Rich, Sunday’s guy. My brain is demanding more, it’s my body that’s telling my brain to fuck off.”