After Glitter Puke .... - Gilded Cage

"I'm sure are you ok?" with a sexy chuckle "I think we have had a clash of disciplines."

He laughed. "I'm fine. Just a little stronger than I look." He leaned close to kiss her. "Not often I get ta let go like that."

She kisses him back "You keep raising the bar, and I think I am going to be a very sad and frustrated lady most of the time." with a sultry smile at him.

He pouted at her. "I leave ya sad an' frustrated?"

Nips his shoulder "No but anyone else is...." nipping his lower lip.

He groaned softly. Then quirked a brow. "I see. Glad ta keep ya happy darlin."

She spanks his ass, and kisses him playfully again, rubbing noses gently, and laughs softly running a finger down his front.

"You staying over again or have to head out before sunrise?"

He laughed. "I can stay if ya want me to. Ain't like I'm real busy right now."

"Good, then I can put the shower off a bit more" curling around him, with a contented sigh, and a soft laugh.

He laughed. Leaned over to kiss the tip of one breast. "Ya really gonna let me stay all covered in glitter?"

MMMMM, then looks at him "No it means I dont' have to move right for your shirt and the shower this moment." with a soft giggle.

He laughed. Then pressed his hips hard against her. Moving just a little inside of her. "Why dontcha wanna move darlin?"

A moan sounded from her "Because of that." with a naughty grin at him "And I don't think we'll fit in my tub." running her hands down his back, grabbing his ass, and pulling towards her.

He growled when she grabbed his ass. Then bit the top of one breast. Not hard enough to hurt. Just a slight pinch. He moved against her again. "I think we'll fit. Just haveta be a little creative."

Wrapping around him "If you can move us then lets go...." with a nip to his shoulder.

He laughed. Then rolled over onto his back. He put one arm around her waist. Then sat up. Then stood up. It was annoying how effortless it was. Then he started carrying her across the room. "Which way is tha shower?"

She points to the master bath, which has a nice whirlpool tub, with separate shower area, and resting her head on his shoulder "you pick the preference." with a smile at him.

He carried her to the tub. Started to slowly fill it with water. Then stepped over the edge. "I think ya might have ta just stay on top of me darlin."

"It's been that kind of night..." with a soft laugh at him.

He laughed. Then he lowered himself to sitting in the tub. With her still wrapped on top of him. "That ain't a bad thing darlin."

"No it's not" moving forward to kiss him and gently squeezes him inside her. "You sure you're ok"gently running a hand through his hair.

He groaned softly when he felt her muscles tighten around him. He lofted a quizzical brow. Brushed the hair from her face. "Course I'm okay darlin. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Smaller than you tub" with mischievous smile and rock of her hips. Reaching over his head, sliding almost all the way off and then sliding back with a purple bath scrunchy and bath soap "I hope you dont' mind smelling like citrus?" with a gently squeeze siting back all the way on him again.

His knees were propped up. But he groaned when he felt her sliding over him. Almost closed his eyes. He reached up to brush his hands over her hips. "I don't mind. Citrus ain't flowers. Tha Woman used ta have me smellin like jasmine all tha damned time."

She wrinkles her nose "I like crisp scents" with a grin at him, lathering up the scrunchy while moving up and down slowly on him. Then with a mischievous smile "I need your left arm first please."

She lathers up his left arm from fingers to shoulders, moving up and down on him as needed, then washes down his front and goes to repeat on the right side. Leaning up to clean his collar bone, kissing his nose, "Not sure how to do your hair yet." almost all the way off, then easing back, managing to turn herself so her back is toward him, a sweet "Left leg" and washes his toes, all the way back up, sliding up and down as she goes, "Right" doing the same.

Then with very soapy hands, washes all of him she can at first reach, then slides up washing and then over her shoulder at him once she's slid back down. "I think I'll have to hand wash your hair in the shower." with a mischievous grin at him.