I can’t hold still anymore.
I prop my one foot against the small drawer on the level with my hip. My other hand squeezes her breast, and I fuck her slow and good, wrapped around her like a spider.
Her moans soak the air when she comes, clenching so hard around my cock that I come in just seconds after her, grunting into her neck, both of us sweaty and out of breath as we stand still in an embrace for a short while.
“I need a shower.” Kat turns and sways, and I steady her with my arm around her waist.
“You okay?”
“Your cum is dripping down my thighs,” she says, her voice shaky.
I burst into laughter and pull her toward me again.
“Wanna go one more time?” I tease her, nuzzling her damp cheek.
Her eyes widen in slight panic, hands pushing against my shoulders. “Hell no. I wanna be able to walk tomorrow.”
“You don’t have to.” I’m totally messing with her. “Come on.” I take her hand and pull her to follow me. “We are taking a shower and going to bed.”
“I’ll go home. It’s fine.”
Nah-huh. Not happening. “You are staying here. For early breakfast.”
“Alma is making breakfast again?” she muses as we walk into the bathroom.
“That’s second breakfast.” I turn toward her and wink.
She snorts.
The shower starts hissing as we step in.
Kat chuckles. “I was wondering why someone needs four showerheads.”
“Corlo, turn on moonlight setting.”
The shower goes dimmer, bringing out soft-green and blue lights. Kat grins, looking up and around, under the streams of water.
Her excitement is contagious. Who knew I could impress a girl with the moonlight shower setting?
We dry off afterward and walk into the bedroom.
“Any tricks in the bedroom?” she asks, her voice soft and sleepy.
“Just me, kitten.”
I can’t help but smile. This is the most fun I’ve had with a girl in years. Kat makes me forget about the world outside. On the island that caters to the most spoiled of the world’s elite, it’s an achievement. It’s an even bigger achievement that we are so comfortable around each other. That always changes when we put our clothes on.
“Are you a cuddler?” Kat asks as she flips the bedcover and sheets open.
“Let’s not push it, yeah?” I hope she doesn’t think this is something I do all the time. I haven’t had a girl sleep over at my place since… Yeah, since Anna left right after the Change. And the only reason I want Kat to stay is that I know myself—I’ll wake up in the morning hard as a rock and thinking about doing her. “I hope you don’t snore.”
“Whatever.”
She drops her towel and gets in bed, naked, not even asking for a change of clothes.
Under the sheets, several feet away from her, I say, “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” she echoes, and the lights go off, sinking the room into darkness.