SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.

He pulled back a few minutes later, after lapping my juices while groaning every five seconds. He looks at me with his lips, and jaw drenched as a smirk graces his features.

"You satisfied, sunshine?" He asked, licking his lips clean of my essence.

I looked at him with half-lidded eyes, thoroughly satisfied as I lay languid on the reclined seat. Next thing I knew, I was greeted with the cold embrace of darkness as my eyes shut on their own ...