Thea clung to him, riding the high, tears pricking her eyes from the overwhelming release.
And even as she trembled and gasped, Riley didn't stop. He went on to do more.
He kept licking, kept tasting, kept owning every inch of her until her body went limp from the aftershocks.
When he finally pulled back, his lips glistened with her essence.
He looked up at her, eyes dark and satisfied, and said with a smirk, "That's one."
After that, Riley was more than ready to take Thea again.
His cock, already twitching with need, surged to full hardness in an instant.
He didn't need to touch it—just the sight of her lying there, hair messy, lips slightly parted, body still glistening with the sweat and traces of their earlier passion, was enough to awaken every inch of his desire.
He caught the way Thea's eyes dropped to his cock—wide and stunned as if seeing it for the first time, despite the fact that she had kissed, licked, and sucked it thoroughly the night before.
