…continued from “Pleasing Miss”
He laid in the crook of her shoulder, relaxing while she played with his hair. He loved being held like this after he had pleased her. It made him feel secure and wanted. He smiled as he took in her body; he never got tired of looking at her.
She scratched his scalp. “Pet, you did very well. I came hard, thanks in part to you.” He beamed. “I promised you a reward, didn’t I? Remind me, what did I promise you?”
“You promised me that I could cum on you, Ma’am.” He could feel his cock start to stiffen at the mere prospect of being able to so, much less on her naked body.
She chuckled. “Did I promise you anything else? Or just that you could cum on me? Do you even think you deserve to get me all messy?” He loved when she peppered him with questions like this even though he sometimes felt like he was walking a tightrope with his answers. She had a way of interpreting responses in ways that suited her. She was so giving and yet so selfish sometimes.