Ezra
“Oh, fuuuuck,” I groan long and hard, digging into Wren’s scalp as she bobs on my d**k. “Just like that, Birdie, yeaaaa…”
She nearly swallows me down the back of her throat, gagging, and I release my grip on her hair.
“Come here.” I tug her up from the floor. She releases my d**k with a pop, and stands to her feet.
Her eyes shimmer, tear streaks on her face and her lips look brighter, plumper.
“Hi.” She smiles softly.
Circling my hand around her throat, I pull her closer. “You have a wicked mouth, jesus, Birdie.”
And I kiss her, swallowing her gasp and sigh. She presses closer to me, and I run my hands down her body, pulling her even closer, like there’s any space left.
Everything turns heated almost immediately. Lips clashing, hands roaming, squeezing…spanking.
“Ezra,” she b
