Next steps

There's a little puddle spilling out of karyn.
"Aren't you going to wish yourself clean?"
"I don't know" she says, reaching down. She takes a little onto her finger, and then sucks it gently.
Holy shit.
"I kinda like feeling it there."
The music from her sound system stops. It's you two, sitting up on her bed together.
"So, Jon" Karyn says in a sultry voice. She's starting to crawl over you.
You lean back against the bed, as she props herself up on all fours above you. Het tits are pointing at your chest, and her hair is falling forward.
"There's something you said you wanted to try."
Holy shit holy shit.
"And now that you've mentioned it, it's something I really want to try too."
Karyn holds her hand up. In it, sits the small metallic rock. It's subtle patterns continue to shift around in the lamplight.
She moves to sit up on your chest, wetness coating it. You can see her neat little black bush against your skin. Feel the lips pressing on you. Smell your combined fluids.
"How long?" she asks, looking into your eyes.
"However long you want." you say, quickly. You're past caring. Karyn could keep you down there forever.
She leans in for another kiss, then sits up again.
"I wish..."