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God, his voice.

‘I don’t know,’ I manage. ‘Maybe . . . Oh.’

I don’t know what he’s suddenly doing differently, but itisdifferent. A different angle, a bit faster, faster, God . . .

I feel the contractions, the throbbing and the heat, I cling to him. ‘Don’t stop,’ I beg. His back muscles are rock hard.Don’t stop . . . Please don’t stop.

‘Fuck, Tori,’ he gasps, and his throaty voice tips me over the edge. I have to throw back my head, shut my eyes, and when a sound I’ve never heard from my lips before escapes me, I feel him stiffen above me.

I already know what it’s like when he comes inside me, but this time it’s different. More intense. I forget where we are, I just let myself be overwhelmed and for a few seconds nothing else matters. Nothing but Charlie, above me, in me, everywhere, while a hot wave of arousal floods through my body.

I turn to him as he sinks onto his back once he’s eventually pulled out of me. The stage is wet with our sweat and I’m so warm. Charlie’s chest rises and falls heavily. He looks at me.

‘Did you . . .?’

‘I did.’

‘Truly?’ He looks so pleased it makes me laugh.

‘Yes, truly.’

‘Oh, yes.’

‘It was good. It was . . . whoa.’

‘Yeah, whoa. For me too.’

I taste his salty sweat as I run my tongue over his top lip and kiss him.

My heartbeat is slow to settle. Like his, which I can feel as I lay my head on his chest.

‘Do you know how hard it was not to lose control right away?’ He tips his head back.

‘I can kind of imagine and I’m very proud of you.’

‘Henry was right,’ he mumbles.

I raise my head. ‘Henry?’

He blinks, startled.

‘You talked to Henry about having sex with me?’

‘Er, yeah?’ He looks overwhelmed. ‘I was kind of desperate after last time, if you know what I mean.’

I have to laugh. ‘And what was his advice?’

‘To ask you what you like.’

‘Henry’s so clever.’

‘Isn’t he?’

‘That’s a fact.’ I kiss Charlie again. I’m addicted to his scent and to feeling his skin on mine. For a while, I lie next to him, but in the end the drowsiness surrounding us can no longer mask the fact that it’s a bit chilly. When I shiver slightly, he raises his head.

‘Shall we go to my room?’

I nod right away.