66|Anchored

~Klaus~

“If that’s how you’ll apologize,” I pulled in a sharp breath, pressing my forearm on my sweat-covered forehead, “I don’t mind you making mistakes again, mia rosa.”

Rylee, breathing as hard as me, crammed her still trembling body on my side. I drew her closer, pressing a kiss on top of her head. “It’s not that hard to persuade you.”

I chuckled. She giggled.

I’ve always enjoyed various endeavors inside the bedroom, especially taking control but never giving it up. Rylee raised the bar so high with how she rode me. Her version of cowgirl and reverse cowgirl, coupled with my inability to touch her, heightened the tension in my body. She enjoyed it as much as I did; I can tell just by how she milked me dry, and I’d like a repeat performance when I gathered myself back together.

“That’s a first for me, Rose,” I said once my heart rate slowed to its regular thump.

“Hm?” she trailed her fingers on my chest, the tips sailing on the dust of hair, which was still damp with my perspiratio