Not so softly...

You are barely hanging on your last shreds of conciusness when he takes you to the bathtub. He sits you softly, reaching for the shower head. He extends it down to you, opening the water and testing it before carefully wash you.

"You did so well lovely" he says softly "you think you can go one more round? For me?"

You moan as he increase the preasure of the water. You have done this, you have open your legs and put the shower head directly on your hungry pussy, bringing yourself to orgasm over and over again.
You are too weak to make more noise or even move. You come one last time with a whimper, as he leans and kiss you on the forehead.

"Good boy, so good to me"

He shuts down the water and wraps you in a towel, carrying you like you were a fragil, precious thing.

You feel loved.