Aria's POV
"Shit..." He collapsed partially on top of me, both of us panting. "Sorry honey... you just felt too good... I couldn't hold back..."
I could barely process his words, still floating in post-orgasm bliss. My body felt used, thoroughly claimed, marked inside and out as his.
Perfect.
When he finally pulled out, I whimpered at the loss. I could feel his c*m starting to leak out, mixing with my own arousal.
"Stay still," he murmured, pressing a kiss to my spine. "Let me clean you up."
I was too boneless to argue, letting him care for me with surprising gentleness given how rough he'd just been.
After several minutes of comfortable silence, he broke it with a question that seemed almost absurdly normal after what we'd just done.
"Mind if I use your bathroom?
