Her body relaxed into bed, trying to catch her breath. Her mind, which had gone blank slowly began to awaken. She sat up, her legs slightly arching from stretching them out for too long.
"You're good," Valerie praised, her voice barely above a whisper. Her heartbeat, still in disarray.
Greg's eyes sparkled with amusement as he smiled. "I'm just getting started," he locked his finger clean of her juice, holding eye contact.
Valerie cringed, but she couldn't take her eyes off him. He looked freaking hot doing that.
"Let's see what you've got," her lips curled up in a challenge.
Greg's brow arched, his wife was expecting the best from him and he couldn't disappoint her. With a swift motion, his shirt came up, revealing his chest muscles. The scent of his cologne lingered on his skin, mingling with the warmth of his body.
