I shake my head, laughing weakly, still feeling all light and floaty from my climax. The fact that he's still inside me isn't helping the high fade any faster, not that I'm complaining. Who would complain about riding an afterglow for longer than normal?

"This is fine," I really don't think sitting would make the situation any better. "Just needed to shift a bit."

I'm still hungry, actually even more so now, but I'm not about to say anything about it. I don't even want to think of the logistics that would be involved in me getting some food with the state we're in. We'll have to plan ahead if we're going to make this is a regular occurrence between us. Sex always works up my appetite.