The Taste of Submission
It felt so hot against my skin, a final, lingering caress.
“I rested my head on the table, my body limp, my insides burning with a deep, satisfying ache.”
“This was the best sex ever.”
I turned and stared at him, my eyes heavy-lidded with satisfaction. He was busy wiping himself up, with a smile on his face.
I pulled some tissue from the box on his desk and wiped myself up also, I slowly picked up my clothes and put them back on, the fabric feeling rough against my sensitive skin.
"That was so much fun," I said, breaking the silence, my voice a little hoarse. He looks at me with a smile on his face. "Oh yes, so much fun. I hope we'll do it again."