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Mel

Pussy still squeezing from my unexpected orgasm, I wipe the warm come from my cheek with a breathless laugh. It’s everywhere. My neck, my breasts. Probably my hair.

Beneath me, Jarradek is very still.

“Sorry.”

I crawl off him and turn. “What for?”

He leans up on his elbow and brushes more come from my hair with a guilty wince. “That’s an extra big mess, even for a minotaur. And you told me not to.”

I draw in a breath. I’d forgotten my role in the heat of the moment. In the heat of the pleasure that seized my body and made me come apart on his long thick tongue.

I clear my throat. “You are forgiven.” That sounds so cold.

He still looks worried.

“In fact, I liked it.”

“Really?” He sits up a little more, gaze locked onto my face.

In this position, we’re face to face. Quite close, but not touching. I’d like to touch him. I’d like to bury my face against his broad, smooth chest and have him stroke my hair, but that wouldn’t be right, would it? I’m supposed to be the domme here. I’ve just worked him hard after tormenting him for a week. I should be giving him aftercare. That’s what I read.

“Really. You um... you did well.” I struggle for the words. I know some people use specific praise like ‘good boy,’ but that doesn’t seem to fit. So I do what feels right.

“You didn’t come at all this week, did you? Like I told you?”

He shakes his head. “No! Do you know how hard that was?”

Cupping his chin with my hand feels strange. His elongated face is large in my small palm, but the feel of him leaning into it does something warm and strange to my insides. “It was hard, wasn’t it? But was it worth it?”

He closes his eyes and lets out a long sigh, warm and ticklish against my arm. “Oh yes. So worth it. Thank you, My Lady.”

“Let me get a cloth and I’m going to clean you.”

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