Kate's body was still trembling with the aftershocks of the orgasm Jaenor had coaxed out of her with nothing but his skilled fingers. Her pussy fluttered and clenched around empty air, slick and swollen, the large towel beneath her now soaked through with her release. The air in the bedroom felt heavier, warmer, and thick with the sweet, musky scent of her arousal. She turned her head slowly on the pillow, her cheek pressing into the cool fabric, and her half-lidded eyes found him.
Jaenor was still kneeling beside her on the mattress, his broad chest rising and falling steadily. But her gaze dropped lower, and her breath caught sharply in her throat.
