Ten minutes or so later, Kristen's fuzzy mind began to clear as she lay cuddled in Devon's arms. In less than one hour, the man had proved her asshole ex wrong. She was far from frigid. In fact, she was a raging volcano in the hands of a man who knew how to please a woman. From where her head rested on his chest, she looked down the length of Devon's body and saw he still had his sweatpants on with his hard-on bulging inside them. She realized, despite her three powerful orgasms, he had yet to come. “Devon . . . I mean, Sir?”
He kissed the top of her head. “Yes, Pet?”
“You didn't . . . I mean . . . don't you want to . . . um?”
He let out a low chuckle. “Don't worry about me—the night is still young. Have you come back to Earth?”
Picking her head up, she smiled down at him. “Yes, and I
