She loved this part almost as much as the actual sex. Kai braced himself on his forearms above her, head resting on her shoulder. His breath tickled her neck and she could feel his softening manhood still inside her. Reverently, she ran her hands over his sweat-cooled skin, feeling content. These were the moments she cherished. Laying with their bodies still connected, she could imagine that he loved her; that they were the ones kept up all night by a colicky baby.
She felt Kai’s lips on her again, covering the fading mark where her neck and shoulder met. She felt him nip and suck the skin there, re-applying his mark on her. She had to stop her legs from wrapping around his waist and indulging him again. “ Kai-kun,” She protested.
“Bulma.” He practically purred her name. Bastard. He knew the effect that had on her. He so rarely said anything during sex and if he did, it was usually some variation of a curse word. The sound of her name on his lips had the power to make her come instantly. With their chests so close, she practically felt him say it. She would have come again if she hadn’t just done so a minute ago.
She knew he was trying to entice her again. Usually, she would give in. But, as it was, she’d be sore in the morning from round one. Round two would most defiantly make traveling difficult. She was loathed to show such weakness...