Yes

"Yes." You stammer. You then gasp as you realize what you've just said.

"Hmm, well I wanted you to be honest, Pet."

"I'm sorry my Queen. I don't mean to be ungrate-"

To your surprise, Adela wraps her lips around the tip of your cock. Then again, to what end, you don't know. Maybe she'll edge you again, or maybe she intends to let you cum. Then again, there's also the chance you'll inadvertently erupt. That possibility grows when her head plunges down your shaft. She then bobs back and forth at a frantic pace, to which you say.

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum if you keep that up..."

Regardless of your statement, your Queen continues to give you the royal treatment. You barely notice her put her hands on your thighs. As she massages you with her hands, you take a deep breath. She's clearly trying to overwhelm, but you're not sure if this is a test, or if she is will let you cum this time around. It's not long before your balls tighten, causing you to admit "I'm going to cum."

Immediately, Adela retracts her mouth, saliva drooling from her mouth. Unfortunately for her, you still explode, spraying ropes of your cum onto Adela.

"Fuck." You sigh as you coat your Queen from forehead to chest. In response, she winces as she closes her eyes. She then giggles as you ask "You okay?"

Adela nods. "Yeah. Guess I really edged you, huh?"

"It appears so. Sorry."

"It's fine Oscar. I know it was an accident. Guess I need a shower?"

"Yeah, I'd say so."

"Well, I'll go do that. Can you check on dinner?"

"Of course."

You head over to the oven and check the time, finding there's less than five minutes to go. By the time you redress and drink a glass of water, the timer goes off. Adela soon returns, having put on a new bathrobe. The two of you proceed to eat dinner, accompanied by a glass of wine. Once finished, Adela says "So, what shall we do now?"