“I may be a button pusher, but you’re an egregious number inflater.” “You had no qualms when I inflated my orgasm count this morning,” I mumble around puffed lips. His eyes narrow as he releases me. “That’s because you said I’ve given you sixty-nine orgasms in the past thirty-six hours. Firstly, I’m never going to ignore a sixty-nine reference and secondly, I know that you meant in your heart you feel the quality of orgasms I’ve given you are equal to a quantity of sixty-nine.”
