Jake stood there frozen for a few seconds, cup still in hand while processing her words.
Then he let out a sigh of relief when he heard the last part, but a strange mix of emotions still lingered in his chest... panic, warmth, possessiveness, and a heavy dose of reality as cold sweat ran down his back.
But before he could think further, Grace suddenly slid off the bed and knelt gracefully in front of him.
Without saying a word, she looked up at him with soft, devoted golden eyes and gently took his still-hard, glistening cock into her small hands.
She leaned forward and began licking him clean with slow, loving strokes of her tongue... starting from the base and dragging all the way up to the sensitive head, savoring the taste of their mixed fluids.
"Mmm~ ♡"
Her tongue swirled around him affectionately, cleaning every inch with care.
She even took him into her warm mouth for a moment, sucking gently to make sure nothing was left behind, before pulling back with a soft pop.
