Madison
I lay there, still catching my breath, my body a mess of tingling nerves and satisfaction. His weight felt oddly comforting, anchoring me to the bed in a way that made the entire world seem distant.
He lifted his head, capturing my lips in a slow, lingering kiss. "How did that feel?"
"Intense," I managed to say, still reeling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. "Amazing."
A smirk played on his lips. "Have you ever f****d in the sky before?"
I blinked at him, the absurdity of the question pulling a laugh from me. "No."
"Well," he said with a cocky grin, "get used to it. You'll be getting these kinds of f***s regularly."
His words sent a fresh wave of arousal through me. The idea of being at his beck and call for this kind of pleasure was both thrilling and terrifying.
I watch
