Pouring cereal, half-asleep, I hear grunting and smacking outside.
She’s kickboxing.
Oh fuck.
Berserk with adrenaline, pummelling the bag.
I’m still sore from after her run.
Finished, panting, she sees me. Uh-oh.
She storms inside, throws me against the fridge and squats, slurping and moaning til I’m painfully-hard.
Flies off, gasping. Stands, spins, hands on the counter, ass out. ‘Fuck me.’
We smack together wildly until, shuddering, she grinds out a demon of an orgasm.
Sinks back to a squat. Wanks me furiously. ‘Make me a shake? Yeah?
Bellowing, I unload on her tongue.
‘Shower,’ she utters, before swallowing. ‘Now.’
