Date Night

Today's muse: Six Sentences

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Date Night

She moaned beneath him, clawed at his back, matching him thrust for thrust. More, was all he could think as he poured himself into her. Later, his arms wrapped around her in a protective grip, he contemplated asking her to stay, but knew she wouldn’t. Despite the intimacy of their relationship, she insisted on maintaining a certain distance. In silence, he watched her leave his bed and saunter across the room, adjusting her snug black dress. “See you next week,” she said, as she scooped up the bills from the dresser.