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    Softly kissing her cheek, he discreetly slid her underwear aside beneath the nket, his touch delicate.


    Elena suppressed a moan, biting her lip as she felt a strange new sensation. She had braced herself for this moment, knowing only Wesley could ease her distress. Her body responded with increasing warmth to his tender movements, causing her to shiver involuntarily.


    As Wesley explored further, he felt the growing dampness, his hand bing drenched. He tried to ignore his own mounting tension.


    Looking down at Elena, Wesley noticed her blush spreading from neck to toes, her body reacting vividly to just one finger. Her eyes fluttered half-closed, a look of pleasure on her face.


    Wesley couldn’t help but chuckle at her apparent surrender to his touch. He then introduced a second finger, the moisture making it easier for him to move.


    The sensations intensified when he found a sensitive spot, making Elena’s body jerk and her toes curl.


    Determined, Wesley pressed more firmly into that spot with each motion.


    Elena’s body tensed repeatedly, her mind swirling as a tingling spread through her limbs. Her reaction was instinctive—her legs tightened around him, her hands grasped his shoulders, and she moaned softly.


    With a grin, Wesley leaned in to kiss her lightly on the mouth. He then eased in a third finger, the overwhelming sensation causing Elena to pull back slightly.


    As Wesley’s pace increased, so did Elena’s heartbeat, her body warming and her abdomen shaking from the relentless rhythm. Her thoughts faded away as she reached her peak under his touch.


    Pulling back, Wesley observed the fluid on his hands, a satisfied smile ying on his lips. The happiness he felt from pleasing her surpassed any physical pleasure he might seek for himself. That thought alone warmed his heart.


    “Don’t ignore me when you wake up,” Wesley spoke softly, his voice rough with contentment.


    He gently tucked her sweat-dampened hair behind her ear.


    He added, “This time was different. You found pleasure, yet I remain unfulfilled.”


    After ensuring she wasfortable under the covers, Wesley headed to the bathroom. He returned shortly with a basin of water, gently cleaning her and helping her change into fresh pajamas.


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    Wesley then turned and walked back into the bathroom. He spent a good thirty minutes there before reemerging, his skin radiant from the warmth of the shower.


    Sliding under the quilt, Wesley wrapped his arms around Elena and settled in, closing his eyes. His desire for her was overwhelming, nearly maddening. Yet, it was more than physical desire—he longed for her affection as well.


    His handy over her heart, feeling each beat as he held her close.


    Elena stirred from her slumber, cocooned in a warm, snug embrace. Her muscles ached faintly, and at some point during the night, an arm had found its way beneath her neck while another encircled her waist, their legs entwined in an intimate tangle.


    She wondered how Wesley could possibly find anyfort in such an awkward position.


    As rity seeped into Elena’s waking thoughts, she pieced together the jumbled memories of the previous day. There was no shock or fear; instead, a sense of refreshment washed over her—a clear indication that Wesley had tenderly cared for her while she was unconscious. With a gentle push, she shifted Wesley aside and rose to sit up. Wesley’s eyebrows knit together in a mild frown, his arms tightening instinctively to draw her back against him.


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