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Chapter Five
WES
The cabin bedroomis a rustic haven, all warm woods and soft shadows.
But none of that registers right now.
All I can focus on is the fact that the girl of my dreams is splayed out on the bed in front of me like a decadent dessert.
One I'm about to fucking devour.
Fiona’s legs are spread so invitingly wide there's no hiding how ready she is for me. Her pussy glistens with her desire, and I can see her clit peeking out from its hood, engorged and begging for attention.
The sight alone is about to make me come.
“Goddamn, Fiona,” I groan as I fist my rock-hard length. “See what you do to me, baby? I swear you’re so fucking perfect.”
She gives a little moan at my words, and I feel my cock twitch in response. A little bead of precum forms at the tip, and I give it two rough tugs. It's all I can do not to plunge into her right this second.
But I won't rush this.
I want to sear every moan, every cry into my memory. To learn the symphony of sounds that is Fiona coming apart under me.
And I'll play her over and over until she's hoarse from screaming my name.
“Y-you really think I’m perfect?” she whispers, those wide doe eyes seeking mine.
The question nearly kills me.
Although Fiona likes to pretend that she’s tough all the time, I can also tell that she’s also incredibly shy. I know that being open with me like this is a huge step for her right now. I never want her to doubt how much I want her.
“You’re more than perfect, baby.” I lean down and give her a deep kiss. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” Then my voice dips lower as I lick the outer shell of her ear. “And I can’t fucking wait to be inside you.”
Her chest rises sharply, and I watch, captivated, as a blush blooms over her cheeks.
I swear, this woman is vulnerability and sin wrapped in one devastating package.
And it's all mine to unwrap.
Positioning myself between her legs, I dip the head of my cock into her wetness and rub it against her swollen clit.
Instantly, she arches beneath me, another moan slipping from her lips.
“Look at you,” I groan as I watch her squirm. “My greedy, perfect girl. I love how responsive you are, baby.” Then I place the tip of my dick at her entrance. “You want more, don’t you?”
She nods, eagerness flickering in her gaze, but I shake my head.
"Use your words, gorgeous. Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it."
Fiona bites her lip, and I can see the shyness battling with the lust in her eyes.
"Come on, baby,” I coax. "Break free. Ask for it."
A moment stretches, a silent battle of wills, before she finally breaks, her voice small but laced with desire.
"Wes... please, fuck me."
Hearing her say it, my name on her lips, mixed with that plea—it's a bolt of pure triumph.
