I carried Lana out of the bathroom after an intense shower session (we'd spent two hours lounging in the tub, making out, and f*****g — I was careful enough not to hurt her sprained ankle any further, and to keep it elevated and iced, just like the doctor ordered.) I placed her carefully on the bed and began to clean her body. She lay on her back, her arms frayed out beside her, eyes closed, sated, and a faint smile on her lips. I hummed a song slowly as I dragged the towel fabric over the soft molds of her breasts, down her flat belly, pausing to clean her dark pink p***y that was still tender from taking my c**k. She giggled, then exhaled, reaching out to tug at my hair when I leaned down to tease her clit with my tongue.
I'd barely brought my face up when Nico barged in the bedroom, ca
