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to roll him onto his back. He let me. I think in that moment he expected me to get up and leave the room. But I didn‘t. I pushed him down on the floor and straddled him, using one hand to guide his cock into my body.
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    My breath hissed in wonder at the sensation of him inside me, at the sensation of having control. It had been a very long time since I‘d been on top, been the aggressor, and I liked it. I rocked my hips down over his cock, rewarded by a low grunt from David. Encouraged, my hands released his and I sat back, swirling my hips over his in small circular motions that reminded me how big he was, how well he filled me, how good he felt inside me. My hands moved to his chest, teasing his nipples as I rocked gently atop him.
    ―Touch me, David,‖ I whispered.
    His large, warm palms slid to my small breasts, cupping them and teasing the peaks as I surged over him, using my hips to thrust his cock into me, over and over again. Pleasure built steadily, the rhythm pleasant and I could tell by the gleam of David‘s blue eyes that he liked seeing me above him, breasts bouncing as I rode him.
    His fingers brushed my nipple, then pinched it, eliciting a gasp from me, reminding me that we‘d been rough with each other, and I had loved it. Encouraged by my response, David‘s hands slid to my hips and when I tried to raise up to thrust back down on him again, it was him that thrust into me, the motion so rough that our skin smacked together, and a gasp erupted from my throat. My thighs clenched and I dug my fingernails into his chest. David‘s eyes just gleamed brighter, and he pushed deep and hard, eliciting a low moan of reaction from me. I was spiraling out of control quickly, and within another thrust, I was going over the edge, calling his name and crying out.
    He gave two more rough thrusts and then came with me, his body stiffening as he came.
    My body trembling with the aftermath of our rough lovemaking, I fell forward on his chest, breathing hard.
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    His hand went to my hair and he stroked it, and I felt…bizarre. I felt loved. I didn‘t know what to make of that.
    But it scared me.

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    True to the word they‘d given David, the Serim left us alone. I saw two other young-looking men in the monastery – enforcers, I‘d been told, though I had no idea what that was – and they were the ones that served us all week. Noah had ordered us all several changes of clothing and they‘d been brought to us by the teenagers, along with the meals we requested.
    Other than that, we saw no one. I knew the monastery was crawling with Serim, but wherever I went, they were conspicuously absent.
    I told myself I didn‘t mind. It made me nervous, but there were worse things in the world than a bunch of monk-like immortals that shunned my presence. Other than that, the monastery was interesting. The rooms were large and austere, with very few modern conveniences. There was no running water, but the floors were heated and hot water was readily available, which made me suspect there was a hot spring nearby that made this aspect of life easier. There was no electricity in the building either, which I found out the first night when the Serim went into their evening hibernation and I was left alone, sitting in the dark. Every room was lit by massive windows that looked out over the gardens outside, so I didn‘t mind the lack of light so much.
    And despite the lack of modern appliances, the monastery was quiet enough that I could sometimes hear the sounds of music coming from whatever rec room the Serim used somewhere else in the monastery.
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    This left David and I a lot of free time together. During the day, we‘d take walks through the gardens and I‘d try to explain to him everything that had changed in the world in the past hundred and twenty years. Some he took in stride – cars, to my surprise – but some he didn‘t quite believe. He