Crazy Idea (R18)

Sarah stayed draped over my chest for a long while, my cock still buried deep inside her, softening only slightly in the wet heat of her body. Her breathing gradually evened out. Soft fingers traced idle circles across my collarbone.

The room smelled of sex and her perfume and the faint sweetness of the chocolate-chip cookies that still lingered on her skin from earlier.

Eventually she lifted her head. Her glasses were long gone, set carefully on the nightstand sometime during the second round and her dark eyes looked almost dazed.

"I… can't," she whispered.

I brushed a damp strand of hair from her cheek. "Can't what?"

"Lead." A small, almost embarrassed laugh slipped out of her. "I had so many things planned. Positions. Teasing. Ways I was going to keep you on the edge for an hour. The second you pushed inside me everything just… blanked. Eleven years and my brain short-circuited the moment I felt you stretch me open. I forgot every single idea."