SIN SO SWEET
Cum dripped down my thigh warm, thick, mixing with sweat.
He turned me around, faced me and flashed a lazy grin. “You good?”
I laughed, voice hoarse, wrecked. “I’m disgusting.”
“Yeah,” he said. “Me too. That makes us a team.”
He kissed me deep, his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth. “Does that make us fuck buddies?”
He snorted. “I guess, whatever.”
Then he helped me fix my shorts, fingers gentle now, wiping what he could with the hem of his shirt.