“Only after you make me c*m more times than I can remember.”
It turned out that number was eight. He was fairly sure that she had lost count of her orgasms before he came and that was good enough.
Hours later he woke up with a start. Athena was running her fingers through his hair. The first thing he felt was how sticky his c**k was. “How long was I asleep?”
“Not long. Maybe half an hour,” she told him. “I have trouble sleeping after s*x. It takes me a while to come down.”
“Not me. A couple of good orgasms and I’m done.”
“So I figured.” She paused in her conversation and paused with her fingers in his hair. “I like this. I like you.”
“Me too,” he answered honestly.
“I’d like to make this work as a relationship.”
Ethan turned his head to look up at her. “Really?”
“Yeah, but…”
She
