“Lick it…lick it clean,” she told him softly.
She rolled onto her back and sighed as she felt his tongue on her cheek. She hated that there wasn’t time for this to go further…she really needed to get going…her hair would definitely need washing, and it took time to dry. But she could skip breakfast…it was better to just stay here for a minute or so, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, and breathing in the smells of s*x.
“That was so cool…to see you come that way, Charlie,” she whispered. “Do you hate me?”
He didn’t answer for several seconds, continuing to clean her face diligently. But then he took a deep breath. “I c…could never hate you…no matter what you do to me.”
She laughed softly. “That sounds like a very equivocal answer! It’s OK to hate me for hurting you, Charlie. That tur
