“Mmmm, you still have some of me in you from this morning, sweetheart.” “I like to feel it trickle down throughout the day.” “That could be messy,” he cautioned, swallowing audibly. “I didn’t have anywhere to be,” I explained throatily. “Are you gonna smell me?” “You know I am.” He smacked my ass lightly, my reprimand for asking a silly question.
