[1] 2016 had been one hell of a ride for both of them, but so far 2017 was really pushing them to their breaking point. “I told you that it was a bad idea, Gill.” He breathes against her neck as his hand snakes down her bare, taunt stomach. “I know.” She whispers back. “But it was the only way Netflix would agree to fund season 3 of the Fall.” A soft moan leaves her lips as his hand finds its way into his already damp panties. Her eyes flutter closed. “Look at me, Gillian.”

[2] He flicks a finger against her clit, and her eyes pop open, those blue hues staring directly into hers. “We can fix this.” She opens her mouth to speak, to say something, anything, but he slides two fingers inside her and every rational thought goes out of her head. Her lips trail up her neck until their reach her ear. “I’m ready. We’re ready. Let’s go public.” He takes her soft ear into his mouth.

[3/3] His fingers are slowly diving in and out of her while his thumb makes light circles around her clit. “Okay.” She manages to whisper out. It already feels like a weight has been lifted from her chest.

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