you ain't gonna get too far
Panting, trembling, tightening, Lily seems to pause for a moment in time as the orgasm washes over and through her, and everything that she is seems to narrow to the space between her thighs. Sunjata’s own orgasm does not go unnoticed though it is some vague thing in the back of her mind - and let’s be honest, his is a bonus, hers was the main event. As the bliss begins to disappear, she returns to her body, to the man beneath her and the slickness that seems to be everywhere.
The redhead grins, rather foolishly, though the happiness is evident. Pausing for a moment to catch her breath, she looks at him with fondness, reaching out to caress his cheek gently. “This room, huh?” she says quietly with a breathy chuckle. How fucking lucky is she? Sliding off, she is grateful for the protection (condoms are a recent, new thing for her - and she thinks they’re the best thing ever - and that’s only because she hasn’t learned about vibrators yet) not only for containing the mess, but for keeping her from motherhood.
If he lets her, she’ll flop onto the bed by his side and snuggles in, throwing a leg over his in post-coital relaxation.
