Post sex

Jake scooped Ari up into his arms, cradling her against his broad chest. He carried her towards the bathroom, her limp form jostling with each step. Ari could feel the sticky evidence of their coupling trickling down her thighs, a testament to the intensity of their coupling.

“I've got you, princess” Jake murmured, voice low and soothing despite the crude nickname. He kicked open the bathroom door, depositing Ari gently on the cool tile floor. Turning on the shower, he waited for the water to warm before guiding her under the spray, letting the warm cascade wash away the remnants of their passion.

His hands roamed her body almost reverently as he cleaned her, fingers tracing the curves and valleys he had so recently mapped with his cock. Ari shivered under his touch, overstimulated and sensitive.