"What was that?" Liam asked, still catching his breath.
Elena pushed herself up from the counter, her legs trembling slightly. She looked back at him with a satisfied smirk, cum still dripping down her thighs.
"Just a little trick of mine," she said, running a hand through her messy hair and pushing the damp strands away from her face. "Never fails."
Liam shook his head, impressed despite himself. "You earned that one."
Elena's smirk widened. "Damn right I did." She hopped down from the counter, her feet hitting the floor with a soft thud. "You thought you had me there for a second, didn't you?"
"For a second," Liam admitted.
"Well, don't get comfortable." Elena turned and started walking toward the stairs at the far end of the open living space. "We're not done yet. Give me a second," she said, walking toward a door off to the side.
Liam heard water running for a moment before she came back out, looking refreshed.
