Ending the evening, beginning the summer

It seems like a long time before I’m able to move again, though rationally I know it isn’t. I stare down at Kira, eyes still closed in bliss, and dip my head to brush a soft kiss across her lips. Her eyes flutter open and she gives me a shy smile full of wonder. “Thank you, baby,” she murmurs, her tone awed. “Thank you for making me a woman.”

“The pleasure was all mine,” I tell her, dipping my head to tease one of her nipples with my tongue. Kira arches her back with a ragged gasp. “I wish it didn’t have to end so soon, but I think we both need to go home.”

She cups one slim-fingered hand around the back of my head and pulls me to her mouth for a gentle kiss. “I’m not complaining, Ben.” Another kiss, deeper and longer, with plenty of tongue. “You’re the first man ever to make me cum, and you did it six times. I’m not sure how much more I could take.” She gives me a gamine grin. “Besides, this way, you’ll want to do it again. We are going to do this again, right? And again and again and again?”

I give her a deep, soft kiss, full of promise. “And again and again and again,” I say. “And next time, we’ll have more time.”

“And lots more places to play,” she adds delightedly.

“And lots more places to play,” I agree with a smile.