Faith pov
“Wanna go again” Kyle pumped his eyebrows twice at me, the gesture was cute, and it made me giggle.
“Again?” I exclaim in mock surprise. “Mr Vasey, I can hardly walk.” I joke. However, I have used a few muscles that had been forgotten. I used to train so hard every day before, and now I haven't even so much as spared in weeks. It felt good.
“Aw”, he rolls over the top of me. He uses his forearms to support most of his weight. I can feel his erection digging in. How could he be ready to go again?
“We had to have gone at least eight rounds last night.” it was true we had. I needed food and water, not to mention a shower. I wanted to run a comb through my wild hair.
His lips pulled mine in for a kiss. I couldn't help it; he is such a good kisser that I started to kiss him b
