DIESEL POV
Daisy fell asleep after her second orgasm.
She came hard the second time, shaking and crying out my name while my tongue worked her c**t and my fingers stayed just inside her tight p***y. When the last wave finally left her, she went limp in my arms, breathing slow and deep, completely worn out.
And now she was fast asleep, curled around me like a kitten.
Her small body pressed tight against my side, one leg thrown over mine, her face buried in my chest. Her arm was wrapped around my waist, fingers still loosely holding onto me even in sleep. Every time she breathed, I felt it against my skin. Warm. Trusting. Like she believed I would keep her safe.
But the s**t is… my d**k was still f*****g hard, throbbing painfully against my jeans, leaking steadily, begging to be buried
