Loyal Customer

Chapter 4: After care

The two came milliseconds apart from each other, both squirting fluids onto each other. They break away from the kiss and take a few breaths while Erik is still inside of Harley, slowly and gently thrusting. Harley looks up at the clock to see how long had passed.
'Only half an hour? We're gonna have some fun here.'
"I want this to carry on, this is all I need." Stated Erik.
Without letting Harley respond, he starts thrusting hard up into her again. They go back to the usual routine of making out and moaning. They continue this for the rest of the session and cum over 4 times more together.

Exhausted and satisfied, the two leave each others touch and begin to clean up.
'I've gotta untie his hands first, its the number 1 priority before I worry about myself.'
She goes behind the chair and untied him from there. She struggles to keep her balance when shes on her feet as her knees felt weak.
'He really took everything out of me. I think hes the first person to ever do that to me.'
Once Erik's hands were free, he stands up and cleans off his cock, then pulls his boxers back up. Harley notices how red his hands were from the rope.
"Your hands are so red! I've got some lotion to soothe them." She exclaims.
She goes over to her box of fun and picks up some lotion and squirts some into her hands.
'Deja vu.'
She turns around and walks over to Erik who already has his hands ready for her. She begins to rub it into his hands and her thoughts start to travel again..
'I havent had a good look at his hands yet, but I should have sooner. They're so big and soft, and his fingernails seem to be maintained. He has no calusses on his palms and no rough skin. His veins pop out of the back of his hand and make branches off into his fingers. His bones are stern and shape his hand perfectly. This doesnt feel sexual at all right now, more sensual, perhaps romantic.'

After tracing his hands while rubbing in the lotion, they lock into each others eyes again. Harley notices sweat on his forehead and grabs the closest cloth to her and gently dabs it dry and moves his hair in the process.
'His hair is so soft, his curls bounce perfectly and his skin it clearer than glass. And his eyes. We lock eyes all the time. People say the eyes are the windows to the soul. If that's true, then he must have the most beautiful soul ever.'
Erik gently clasps Harley's wrist with the cloth in it and takes it out of her hand. He begins to wipe down her neck and chest area that was soaked in his kisses.
'Oh my god, his touch is so gentle. For a man with such big hands and a big dick, he sure is careful.'
She can feel her cheeks glow even redder than ever before.
"Thank you, Erik, that's very kind of you." Harley thanked him.
"You're welcome, dear~" Erik responded.
Harley felt her heart melt right there and then. Everything about the moments they were experiencing together were so comforting. No one had touched her and treated her in the way Erik was doing.

After Erik had finished cleaning her, Harley spoke before there could be any awkward silences.
"You can change in the room you were in before hand, your clothes should all be in there." She said.
"Are you sure, dear? I wouldn't want you cleaning up all by yourself." Erik replied.
"Aw well that's very nice but-"
Harley didn't bother finishing her sentence when she saw Erik picking up the ropes, placing them back inside the box, and mixing all equipment back where they were before hand. Harley felt a string struck in her heart.
'Why is he being so nice to me? Hes making me feel things I've never felt before. I feel cared for.'
Erik placed everything back and looked back at Harley.
"Well done by the way, you made my day, dear Harley." He positively affirmed.
Another string struck in Harleys heart.
'No ones ever told me that before.'
She couldn't muster up the words to thank him for his kindness, but he walked off into the changing room anyways. Harley ran straight into hers too.

She was choking on tears of sadness and happiness. A mix of emotions she had never felt towards anyone before. An emotion that she felt like only she had ever experienced.
'This man is doing things to me. I feel happy, but I'm crying. I feel relaxed by the most simplest of touches from him. My chest feels warm. My thoughts were jumbled. What is going on with me?'