Your eyes were screwed shut, hand grabbing at the pillow supporting your head.

She was under the covers, her head between your thighs as she pushed you over the edge for the third time. Her left and was squeezing her breast with your own left hand covering it, while you stopped clawing at the pillow to hold her hand as you hit your climax.

That was something you always did, even if your partners thought it was stupid. You needed to know that you weren't cumming alone, and that you had somebody there to support you afterwards.

When you had finished riding her face to sweet, sweet oblivion, she relaxed and expelled a lungful of air through her nose. When she had finished cleaning you up, she gently pulled your panties back up. You tugged on her hair and she crawled up, collapsing on your chest as the pair panted.

One of your hands came to gently rub her undercut, fingers gently stroking the shaved hair. In a few weeks you would have to help her re-shave it.

"Breathing a little hard there, huh, baby?" You asked as you gently stroked her head, eyes on hers as she looked up at her from where her head was pillowed between your breasts.

"Yeah. You took longer than I was expecting, Mami. My jaw was starting to lock up and everything." She laughed, cuddling further into your chest as you rubbed along her jaw next. The sex was always good with her, but your favourite moments were always the ones after, where you petted her.

She pressed a lazy, closed-mouth kiss to one of your naked breasts then the other, one hand covering your right breast. She snorted, and you smiled. You loved the way her nose wrinkled just-so when she laughed- it was adorable.

You reached over to one of the mismatched nightstands, the one on your side of the bed, and grabbed a Marlboro from the box in the first drawer. Grabbing a lighter, you placed it between her lips. Sparking the lighter a few times, you finally lit her cig before tossing said lighter in the garbage.

It was one of those cheap ones- the ones you get at the Dollar Store when you're in a pinch and need a light. She continued to rub your undercut as sme smoked and you caught your breath.

You never thought you would do domestic. Most of the other guys had been hit-and-run after a few hookups, so you didn't expect this from her. But no, she was a gentleman- going so far as to wait about three months into the relationship before kissing you with tongue.