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fiber of my body felt shredded, strung out. My nerves were living flames, my whole pelvis juddering with ecstasy.
    This was it.
    I was in love.

Chapter Four
     
     
     
    I held my breath as I came down from the ultimate high—and God, I’d been high. The grime of the alley and the whiff of sex seemed to swirl around me, and I knew I’d never forget it. Every time the alley came to my mind in the future I’d conjure up this smell and be instantly transported, as though I wasn’t entertaining a fantasy, as though I were really here.
    “Breathe, sub,” Gabriel said. “You did so well, but you must remember to breathe when you‘re coming down.” He removed his hand from my mouth and stroked my cheek with the backs of his fingers.
    I did as he’d asked, concentrating on the rise and fall of my chest, the air going in through my nose then exiting through my mouth.
    He pulled out of my arse and kissed my neck. “I’m going to leave the balls in your pussy, sub. To remind you of this dangerous, dirty fuck.”
    “Yes, Sir. Of course, Sir.”
    He reached up, unhooked the tie and lowered my arms as he turned me to face him. He made a big thing of rubbing what must surely have been red marks. Then he captured my hands in his and created friction to return the blood flow and bring my fingers back to life. He kissed my knuckles and I was grateful for the attention. I adored whatever attention he gave me whether it was hard and painful or soft and sweet.
    It didn’t take long before I felt like my usual self, albeit with shaking hands and unsteady legs. I stepped forward a little, testing out those legs of mine and whether they’d have the strength to carry me out. It seemed they did, so I tottered up the alley, knowing Gabriel was right behind me. He scuffed rubbish out of his path and muttered something about wishing he’d gone first so I didn’t have to wade through it.
    So he was a gentleman too, then, even when following a knicker-less woman he’d just arse-fucked.
    I smiled as I reached the end of the alley and came out into the sunlight. Although sunlight wasn’t the right word. The sky had turned a murky gray while we’d been fucking and the clouds were pregnant with rain. Even though I’d liked the scents in the alley, the fresher air was welcome and I breathed in a huge lungful.
    Gabriel came up beside me and took my hand. “Do you want to walk through town again, or shall we go the other way to the car park?”
    I’d done most of this fantasy, so to discard the last part wouldn’t feel right. “No, we’ll walk through town, going our separate ways like I wanted. I was used for sex, you used me, and there’s no reason if that were a real scenario, why we’d want to be seen together afterwards.”
    He nodded, appearing deep in thought. “I was asking in case you didn’t feel, well, that you didn’t fancy being by yourself.”
    I frowned. “Of course I want to be by myself. That’s the whole point of doing this. Like I got fucked by a stranger with the promise of being fucked by him again. And we haven’t discussed that bit yet because I need to think up another fantasy.”
    “Can’t you just meet him again anyway, without knowing what you want to happen next? Or are these fantasies of yours the focal point?”
    “What do you mean?”
    He bit his bottom lip. “In this fantasy, I assume you go straight home to the shower. Alone.”
    “Yes.”
    “But will you be going to your home? Or mine?”
    I widened my eyes, seeing what he’d been getting at. “Oh, I hadn’t imagined, when I had the fantasy, that the man I’d been with would want me around—in his house, I mean. Like I’ve already said, it just goes on and on with meeting up for the next one and the next, see?”
    “But the man does want you around in his house—and this is no longer a fantasy. It’s real, and fuck, I want you again. In the shower, my bed, my kitchen, everywhere. You don’t need another fantasy, we can make them