Savanna’s P O V

Kaden’s chin dripped with the evidence of my release as he wiped it with the back of his hand, shifting himself above to meet me.

“You good?” he smiled at me smugly. I was panting, small beads of sweat forming on the top of my forehead even though all I did was lie there.

I could feel a slight blush creep up on my cheeks. “You’re always the best,” I told him as I pushed him to lay on the bed. “Now it’s time for me to make you feel ...