"I feel like I should be the one asking you that," I say with a breathless laugh that turns into a groan when he seems to open around my cock even more. I pull myself clumsily up onto my elbows, bracketing him with my arms as I look down at Bitty.

He looks so beautiful, glistening with sweat and lips bitten red. My fingers slide through his damp hair and I lean down for a kiss, one that's soft and lingering. It takes a long time for me to pull back, and I cup his cheek as I feel my heart start beating at normal speed. "Really, though. Was it-- how do you feel?"