After he cums, he stays still for a moment before he pulls me up and kisses me tenderly while I catch my breath. Knowing that I’ve done it to him fills me with more passion than I thought it would.

“You like it,” I state while he continuously kisses me. “You really like it,” I repeat.

“Of course I do,” he responds, as his kisses get more demanding and possessive.

“You liked it so much?” I grin, teasing him.

He nods. “So much that I am sure nothing will come close to it anymore. You might confuse my hormones and make me believe that I am married to you in...