When I realized what my missus was up to, I twitched in an attempt to free myself, but he pressed me to him so tightly that I couldn’t rock. Parting our lips to protest, too. It was like pushing a stone block away from you.

Therefore, all that remained for me was to patiently wait until he played enough of his magic with me and let go of a half-conscious mouse like a well-fed cat.

No, on the one hand, it was quite nice. And not just pleasant: his actions turned off my brain, floating away somewhere beyond the limits of nirvana. Persistently and methodically, Kai sent streams of sweet...