Chapter thirty-Eight

I woke up with someone's mouth between my lips. I moaned out, feeling the sleep leaving my body.

I gripped his head and moaned, feeling myself floating.

This was a good way to wake up, and it was something I did not mind getting used to.

His lips started to mimic the thrusting of his shaft when he was inside me, and I moaned out.

"Hay, den," I said, running my hands on his neck, on his shoulder, and his back. Fuck, Hayden was good at this.

The thrust, the sucking, and the nipping were making me lose my mind. And I did not mind, because I was losing it sweetly

He pushed his fingers into mine, then continued to suck.

I screamed now, getting closer than ever, leading him to take it slow, pleading for what I did not know.

"Hayden, please, please," I begged while hovering.

He added another finger and started fucking me with it. I felt impossibly full.

His tongue licked from my lips to crack again, then he used it to tease my nubs, his fingers still buried in me but not moving but like a