Grace
Sunlight streamed through the window. I wasn't ready to get up. My whole body felt like goo. I could still feel Charles' tongue licking me, wringing orgasm after orgasm out of me until I could take him fully with one easy push.
His fingers, warm and seeking, slipped over my hip and trailed down my thigh. I groaned, turning over as Charles kissed my shoulder.
"More?"
"Not if I plan to walk."
He chuckled darkly along my spine and slipped from the bed. I turned over to look at him.
"I thought you had a sweet tooth, Grace," Charles chided.
"Even people with sweet tooths can get diabetes."
He threw his head back and laughed as he opened the door to his bathroom.
"You sure you don't want to join me for an... digestif?"
I bit my lip, and as much as I knew I was going to re
