It seems to take an eternity before my feet touch the ground, and for my breathing to slow to almost normal.
“That was undeniably hot,” she pants.
“Not bad for a first round.”
Her jaw drops open.
“You already made me come twice,” she rebuts.
“Three times, but who’s counting,” I correct.
“That’s well past my quota for one night––”
“You asked me to make you forget,” I remind her. “I take an oath very seriously. Lucky for me––and you––the night is still young. Let’s aim for another few rounds.”
Her hazel green eyes take over her face. “You can’t be serious.”
“Be careful what you wish for, sweetness.”