Zaeryn finally eased her off his dick, chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. "That was incredible," he murmured, a wicked smile tugging at his lips. "But we're far from finished."
Still kneeling, a sultry grin spreading across her flushed face, Sage wiped his taste from her lips with the back of her trembling hand. "Wow... this is a first," she teased, her words breathless and wanton. "You, not satisfied with just one round?"
Usually, Zaeryn would be done after cumming once, so naturally she was taken aback that he still wanted more. But the way he said it made her ache all over again, despite already feeling spent. She would do anything he wanted—she loved giving him pleasure. She was so willing, so eager to please him.
"How could I want this experience to end," he replied, grinning wickedly, "when you're far too addictive?"
