Wes's POV
Last night was magical, downright a fu*king dream but right now... watching Mish fall to pieces in my arms is my new favorite.
Her pus*y clutches onto my fingers like a vice as her head falls back, her mouth agasp as she rides her pleasure.
She is still riding her high when I taste her on my tongue, tasting her off my fingers has my co*k twitching. What would it be like to bury my face between her thighs...
I can see the moment she rejoins her body, her senses coming back to her as she whispers my name before trying to softly move herself away.
"Not this time beautiful" I whisper as I hold her tighter. There's no way I'm letting her run from me for a second time.
My hands hold steady on her hips until she stops trying to wiggle away, giving me one of her best scowls instead
