"This…was incredible." She breathed.
Adrian was heaving as well as he asked her, "You…aren't tired, are you?"
His words were followed by a sudden jerk of his already hardening manhood inside her.
Raven flinched and then smiled, "Well, it would be unfair to end things here."
The next thing Adrian saw was his wife kneeling before him and wrapping her long hair in a bun.
Her lips were swollen from earlier kisses, parted slightly, still glistening. Those dark eyes, bottomless and hungry, lifted to meet his as she settled her palms on his thighs.
Adrian's shaft, only half-softened, twitched against his stomach at the sight. He was still sensitive, still leaking the last of his release, a faint pearly bead crowning the tip.
Raven noticed; the corner of her mouth curved in that slow, wicked smile that always made his pulse kick.
