Angela's toes curled as she screamed Gael's name and he pumped hard into her three more times before letting out a deep growl, his cock jerking deep inside her with his release. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, both of them sweaty and flushed and entangled in bed—her under him with her legs still shakily wrapped around his waist.
They stayed in the same position as they came down from their high and she could feel him softening inside her. He pulled out and grinned at her, pressing a chaste kiss on her lips before getting out of bed and into the bathroom. There was a sound of water running from the faucet, shutting off, and then he padded back into the bed with a washcloth in hand. Gael always took care of her after sex and she loved it every time.
