The feeling of her contracting around him, the nails digging into his back... All of this combines to send him over the edge. He pants on top of her, bracing himself on his arms, and leans against her, forehead to forehead.

God, he loves this. Sex has been good, but never this good. Laying there breathing with her, he thinks he may have fallen in love with his wife. Damn the Professor for knowing this shit.

Kevin kisses her gently and then rolls over onto his back, taking her with him, so she's on top of him. He gently traces his fingertips along her spine, wanting to just touch his wife.

"We take advantage enough?" He teases with a grin.