We showered together, her hands soaping my skin thoroughly, fingers dipping between my legs to clean the dried cum, but teasing enough to spark fresh heat.
"You want to have sex again?" I asked her.
"Later," she promised with a smirk, towelling off as we dressed for the day.
But Ruby had plans. As we sipped coffee in the kitchen, she eyed me over her mug, a mischievous glint in her gaze. "Ever thought about roleplay, Sharon? Something fun to spice things up."
"What about our discussion? Don't we have a plan to discuss?" I asked her.
Ruby smirked, "Later. We discuss about that later."
My pulse quickened; we'd explored so much already, but her ideas always pushed delicious boundaries. "Like what?" I asked, leaning against the counter, my robe slipping open to reveal the curve of my breast.
