Westley’s POV
It’s hands-down, no contest, the absolute sexiest thing in the world when the woman you love wakes up moaning and sweating with desire for you, looks you in the eye, and asks you to touch her again.
I seriously almost come the moment the words escape her lips.
I kiss her with a feverish, almost crazed passion, climbing over her and pressing myself against her. My c**k hardened instantly in the two seconds it took for her to utter those words, and the feeling of it pressed up against her is so sinful, I let out a moan of desire. My tongue works its way deeply and sharply into her mouth, and my lips work at such speed, I’ve got her gasping for air within seconds.
Shit, I think, pulling suddenly away from her. You can’t have her gasping for air, you buffoon; she’s recovering
