He gave my ass a playful slap before sliding his finger out of me.

“Come here,” he said, scooping me into his arms. He cradled my still shaking body against him, kissing the top of my head.

“What did you do to me?” I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper.

“I gave you a G-spot orgasm.”

I looked up into his grinning face. “I knew my perfect girl would be a squirter.”

I didn’t get a chance to ask him more because he was laying me down on his ...