After a few torturous thrusts, Zephyr withdrew his fingers, glossed with my wetness, and shoved them into my mouth.
I sucked them hungrily, my eyes closing.
Once I was done, he kissed me again, then pulled back just enough to look down at me.
"Tell me what you want, Wildflower." his voice was hoarse with need.
"Is it this?" he asked, teasing my entrance with the head of his c**k, cursing under his breath as he did so.
I whimpered, grinding against him.
"Answer me," he snapped.
"Y-Yes."
He teased my entrance again, sliding along my folds slowly, dragging out the torment.
I nearly ran mad.
"Please, Zephyr…" I begged, my voice shaking.
"Please, what?"
"Please... f**k me."
That was all it took.
Zephyr lost his patience, bracing himself above me, his arms planted on either si
