It almost felt as if she were floating in a dream, as her body continued to move at a slower pace until the last of her orgasm had dissipated. Her eyes fluttered open to watch George, who was still working, and ran her fingers lovingly along his red hair, encouraging him along. Finally, he came, and she relished the look on his face as he found his release.
Her eyes met his when their foreheads met, and she smiled back, feeling such a luxurious ache in her body. Even better, however, was that shared moment, and she couldn't remember feeling this close to anyone. There they were, George and Alicia, enjoying an amazing afterglow, and all she could think of to say was...
"Should've done this years ago," she said before shifting her head to kiss his lips, every ounce of grattitude and affection in her being in that single kiss.