"That was so good," she said with a sigh. "I feel spoiled."
"You deserve to be spoiled.” I stroked her shoulder, enjoying the softness of her skin.
She rolled over on top of me and stared down into my eyes. "You're very good," she said softly, kissing me. "You're better than very good."
"You're just a hot little thing that I can't help but be good as a result."
"I can't help but want to devour every inch of you," she said, kissing my chin and jaw. "And there are lots of inches to devour."
I smiled and brushed back her hair from her face. "I'm all yours to devour any time you feel like it."
In fact, just her saying that had me ready again.
She began kissing me all over, moving down from my jaw to my shoulders and chest, over my abs and then lower still. I was hard as rock when she reached my cock and licked me from the base to the head, which she took into her mouth.
That was my last coherent thought for the next half hour.
We slept like logs and were startled awake by the clock radio alarm on the bedside table. I rolled over and shut it off and before I could grab her and kiss her good morning, she snuck out from under the covers and ran to the bathroom. I'd grown used to her attempts to avoid me in the morning, rushing to the bathroom to quickly brush her teeth and have a pee.
I smiled to myself and followed her inside, standing naked beside her, smiling as I caught her eye in the mirror. I grabbed my toothbrush and followed suit, brushing my teeth as well. We had enough time before work for another round, if she was interested. I'd learn soon enough one way or the other.
I turned on the shower and stepped in and then when the water was right, I invited her in.
"Care to join me?" I asked, sighing as the hot water ran over my shoulders and down my body.
She crossed her arms and smiled. "If I do, will I actually get to shower, or did you have something else in mind?"
"Me?" I asked with mock-affront. "Are you impugning my motives, Ms. Carter?"
I grabbed the bar of soap and began to lather my chest, the soap suds sliding down my body. Her eyes traveled over me, lingering over my now-thickening erection. She glanced up and smiled when she caught my eyes.
"I know exactly what your motives are, Mr. Macintyre. They are clearly corrupt."
"Can you at least help a man out and wash my… back?" I said with a grin. I turned my back towards her and waited. She'd complimented me previously on my glutes, so I flexed them.
"You are such a tease," she said and stepped into the shower. She pressed her body against me, her arms slipping around my waist, running up and down my chest and abs. "Let me have that bar of soap."
She took over and began washing me and soon, getting clean was the last thing on our minds.
She kissed me before she left the apartment. On my part, I was dressed and ready for my morning ride around the park, my riding suit on.
"I can't believe you still ride even when there's snow on the ground."
"It's an addiction," I admitted. "I need my daily high from the endorphins to face the day."
"I thought you had enough post-coital endorphins to face the day."
"Them, too," I said with a laugh. "You have time for breakfast so go ahead and stay as long as you want,” I said, grabbing her for another kiss before she closed the door.
"I'm going to the coffee shop across the street. I like their bagels."
"I have bagels," I said, pouting.
"You're going for your ride and besides, I like their coffee. It's one of the perks of my day."
"Okay," I said with reluctance. "When will I see you again?"
"My parents come into town tonight," she said. "I'll probably be out until later. Maybe nine thirty or ten. I'll text you."