"Good," is exhaled and I can't even lie to say that there's actually vague hints of excitement in my words. Maybe it's just that it's been a lot of hours. Maybe it's that regular sex is a novelty I'd like to get used to. Or maybe it's just because I've been vibrating with need since the moment Joe told me that I looked good.

I cede control by crawling off of him and lying on my back on the bed, coaxing him atop with a hand on his hip and I just lie there and wait and watch.