Pulling out of her, I helped her stand up, turning her around so I could kiss and cuddle her. Realising she was covered in oil, she smiled at me as she grabbed the bottle and proceeded to oil me up too. "Bedsheets will definitely need a wash by the time we're done tonight," she stated.

"We going to eat?"

"You hungry?"

"I am for you," I replied, unable to stop smiling at my corny comment.

"If we get hungry later, we can order in something, but right now, I just want to spend hours in bed fucking and sucking. How does that sound?"

"Getting ready for next weekend?"

"Next weekend...