Entering the sunny breakfast room so late in the morning feels like a huge giveaway as to what we’ve been doing, so I’m glad to see it’s deserted; no one else is even up yet. Jake’s walking behind me with his hands on my shoulders and is much more relaxed; he’s practically horizontal now, and his mood is mellow. I guess finally making me orgasm multiple times has him in a much better mood. All my inner thoughts and emotions were no longer a hurdle when he started making love to me ...