Daelan pov

Her eyes were wide and teary.

Her cheeks were flushed.

Her lips parted so perfectly as the crown of my cock, glistening with my pre-cum, pressed between them.

And her body, oh, her body trembled and shook beneath me as I stared down at her with a wide grin, my eyes curved in bliss as her taste still lingered on my tongue.

The way her walls had clung so greedily around me as I plunged deep inside her, the way she arched against me, the way she moaned and whimpered like a desperate, filthy little slut begging to be fucked, it was intoxicating.

It was addicting.

I couldn’t...