With a slow, deliberate motion, Julian withdrew himself from Veronica's warmth, the action drawing a soft, shuddering gasp from her lips.
"Nnh... I was going to make you fnish first..." she breathed, her body still tingling from her own release, Julian shook his head, a gentle but firm expression on his face as he looked at the thoroughly satisfıed woman beneath him, He brushed a strand of blonde hair from her damp forehead, "It's Aya's turn now" he stated, his voice leaving no room for argument.
Veronica, for all her usual dominance, could only offer a pliant, languid nod in surrender, her energy spent.
