“Fucking hell, Dom,” he says. He gathers me up in his arms and sinks back into the pool, settling me onto his lap. “Have you ever had an internal orgasm before?” I give a small, exhausted laugh and sink bonelessly against his chest. “No, sir. But you may have ruined regular ones for me.” Arlon strokes my wet hair away from my face. “Wait until I give you both at once,” he rumbles into my ear. “Then you can say I’ve ruined you.” I shiver and let my eyes slide closed. “I hope that’s a promise, sir.”
