We collapse together onto the grass, our bodies still connected, both of us panting heavily. I roll onto my side, pulling Scarlet into my arms. She nestles against me, her body fitting perfectly against mine.
As we lay there, basking in the afterglow, after a few minutes I feel a renewed spark of desire igniting within me once more. Scarlet, nestled against me, uses her lovely fingers to trace lazy patterns on my chest, sending shivers of anticipation through me. Poor girl doesn't realize what's coming.
"Scarlet," I whisper, my voice low and filled with longing.
"Yes, My Lord?" she responds, her voice equally soft, yet carrying a deep note of fulfillment.
"I'm still not done…" I say, my hand cupping her cheek.
Her eyes widen slightly, "again?!" She cries with surprise but she nods, her smile growing despite her exhaustion evident in her eyes. "As you wish, My Lord."
