*Della*

Mr. Cary slid off me and fell to my side, his skin hot and damp against mine. We were panting as we lay weakly on the bed, totally naked. I turned my head to look at him and he did the same. Chuckling at each other, he reached for my sweaty hand and interlocked it with his.

“That was so amazing.” He was still fighting to catch his breath.

“No doubt it’s the best sex of my life,” I responded.

He ...