Some of it spurted across her hand, some of it on her forearm and a tiny bit hit her face that she had to close her eyes, giving a shuttering breath at how sexy he was. She shyly began licking the cum off her hand, turned on by the entire event as she squirmed her legs together again.
“Like that love?” She smiled, cleaning the bit off her face in case he wanted to kiss her.
Oh hell, he hadn’t meant to come on her so messily. Some men liked that, but Jack wasn’t one of them – aside from his painting work, he preferred things to be neat, and besides, it was embarrassing. But as he lay back on the couch, his chest heaving as he came down from his high, he watched Katelynn lick her hand clean. Dear god, now that was incredibly sexy, to see her tasting and accepting him that last little measure.
“Mmm, yes,” he breathed, a loving, satisfied smile on his face. He lay sprawled on the couch, his pants still open and his cock softening, and opened his arms, silently asking her to come cuddle with him again. After how wonderful she had been, and how good she had made him feel, he wanted to simply keep touching her, in any way he could.
Cleaned up enough for now, she happily accepted his invitation and cuddled up to his side. She kissed his cheek and nuzzled her nose against his neck, feeling a mix of content and slight sexual frustration at seeing how hot he was in every way. But it was all right. She loved being in his arms, loved being close to him during time off from their work.
Sighing happily, she whispered, “I love you,” to him and nuzzled a little closer just in case.
“I love you too, Katelynn.” Jack reached up and caressed her cheek, feeling warm and dreamy, utterly relaxed, in his afterglow. “So, so much. More than I can ever say.” Smiling, he nuzzled his blue forehead softly against her peach one.
As wonderful as it was to simply lie here and cuddle like this, he could feel the tension in Katelynn’s body. He knew – or hoped – that she’d enjoyed giving him so much pleasure, but if he was reading her right, she’d enjoyed it even more than he’d realized. And that made him even happier, not least because he was looking forward to giving her a turn.
“Mmm, my love?” He stroked his fingers through her hair languidly. “Do you want me to return the favor?"
Jack Maple 