"What exactly does that look like? Don't you win the second I start coming?" she asked through her breathlessness, running her fingers through my curls.
"Good point," I said, my head buried into the crook of her neck as I continued to come around her pussy gently contracting around my dick, her orgasm finally starting to wind down.
Hearing her speak, still sounding as happy as the moment this started, made me feel relieved. Amazing. Satisfied. I was on cloud nine, but concern was rearing its ugly head the longer I stayed on top of her. We had entered dangerous territory. Or had we always been here? Did I underestimate how hot we burned for each other?
