HAVEN POV
As we basked in the afterglow of our make-up s*x, Wesley continued to caress my bare skin, and kiss my shoulder and neck and chest, all while murmuring sweet nothings to me. His lips traveled over my skin in a lazy trail, leaving behind little tingles and sparks wherever they went.
As he did this, he slowly and gently removed his softening p***s from me, then settled me back on his lap while he adjusted his position on the floor of the room. I couldn’t imagine the floor was very comfortable to sit on, but I was too caught up in my post-coital haze to mention it to him. I knew he would move us somewhere else if he really wanted to.
“I really am sorry,” he said, lifting his head to look at me. His fingers played with the ends of my curls, twirling them and untwirling them.
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