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Last night lasted all morning and into the afternoon. Last night lasted until nine o'clock this evening.

I have been on such a dominant streak lately. Perhaps it was a desire to restore some sexual balance to my world that led me to lie on my back with my arms outstretched, begging her to do anything she wanted with me.

I watched her face get flushed as the excitement of aggression started taking her over. She bit my nipples, scraped her fingernails across my chest. She bit my nipples so hard I was begging for her to stop, and then she bit them even harder, and my teeth were clenched and my head was rolling back and forth on the bed and I don't even remember what I was saying.

The pain was delicious, I felt dirty, I wanted to be bitten hard and scratched deeply. And mostly I wanted to put my head between her legs and suck her hot, hard clit like there was no tomorrow.

She doesn't like to think about my other lovers, so I couldn't tell her about the little fantasy I had.

The fantasy was this: the next time I take off my shirt in front of another woman, to be seen covered in scratches and marks. Her marks.

I can't assume that she shares any version of this fantasy. Nonetheless, I left her a pretty little hickey on the side of her neck.