"That last part?," I said quietly as we laid staring at the ceiling, sated. I spoke into the darkness with a hesitancy, uncertain how my thoughts would be received.
"That last part felt like...it felt like you should pay me afterward." I let the words hang there. I couldn't hear Him breathing.
After a moment, I heard the sheets rustle as he turned toward me. He put his lips close to my ear. "You liked that, didn't you, you dirty girl," he murmured slowly.
I wonder if He could see me blush in the dark.