He stays where he is for a moment or two, liking her hands on him and also just trying to get his breath back. When the initial rush is over he pulls back and rolls over on to his back, staring up at the ceiling for a moment before turning his head to look at her and grinning.
He would ask if it was good for her...no, wait. He wouldn't. He already knows it was.
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He would ask if it was good for her...no, wait. He wouldn't. He already knows it was.
'Mind if I smoke?'