I pulled out of her slowly, my dick still throbbing, dripping with our combined fluids. We lay there, side by side, our breathing ragged. The silence in the room was thick with our guilt and our pleasure. Her pussy was still clenching around the phantom of my cock, a hot, wet memory. My balls ached, still full despite the recent release.

“Ethan.…” she whispered, her voice small, almost lost in the darkness.

I turned to her, my hand finding her cheek, my thumb stroking her skin. Her body was still humming, a soft tremor running through her. I could feel the heat radiating from her, even in the cool air...