Feast or Famine

She's sweet.
Exceedingly hot.
Submissive in all the right ways. 
She's gripping my wrist which is attached to my hand which is wrapped around her throat.
It's the second time we're having sex. We haven't left the bed since the night before and it's almost 3pm.

I don't remember all of the night before but it doesn't matter.

I drop her off and I get some coffee before work. I keep thinking of my girlfriend who's out of town.
I have to work tonight but I'm nonplussed about it.
I've had a ton of sex lately and frankly, feel a tad burned out.