Jordy lies sweet and sated in my bed. I get a cloth and clean her, admiring every mark I’ve made on her body. Of course, that leads to me kissing every inch of her reddened flesh, from her flushed cheeks to her well spanked ass. I end up laying her over my lap again, holding her down by the scruff of her neck while my fingers work her to a final orgasm.
When the timer on the crock pot goes off, I have to fight to bring her back to reality. “Kit. Baby, time to eat.”
She’s so wrung out and droopy, I have to prop her up in my lap and hold little bites to her mouth, feeding her bit by bit. Which suits me just fine. Between bites, I kiss her, tasting the gravy. She sits up more once I get some food into her, her face still flushed from all her orgasms.
“Bad bear,” she murmurs, tracing a fing
