Her breath came out in short puffs. She was burning up and wanted to cover herself with the thick comforter, but she couldn't. Not yet. She had something else to do first.
She wanted to pay him back. He'd taken her to the edge and pushed her over it.
She'd come so hard she was still feeling it, her whole body still tingling. Now it was her turn. Now she wanted to make him moan and shudder the way she had.
She tugged on his arm, trying to pull him down onto the bed with her. He resisted for a second, and she hesitated. What if he didn't want it? What if she was being too forward? But then she remembered the way he'd looked at her when she came, and she pushed those doubts aside.
She wanted to give him something he wouldn't forget. Or at least try.
She straddled him, her thighs squeezing his waist. She could feel his cock against her ass, still hard. She pressed down on it, grinding against him, and she heard him suck in a breath.
