Dinner is delicious––tiny appetizers with smoked salmon, fresh salad with herbs, pomegranate, and nuts, steak for them, and fish for me, chocolate mousse, and wine.
We hit the bed around midnight.
We sleep in the same bed, naked, pleasurably exhausted.
And later, we find each other’s bodies again and feed on each other.
The morning hours find us sleeping again, limbs entangled, hands where they don’t belong.
I woke up with their morning erections pushing against my body, their insatiable sexual drive unquenched as if we’d never had sex.
My body is no different than theirs, so we lock lips, only to fill my body again.