Page 135 of Pucking Tangled
In a frenzy, he pulled out and roughly stroked himself. “Ah. Fuck.”
His cum spilled onto her stomach.
He sat back on his haunches and smiled. “Fuck, Mia. I can’t wait for the day I can take you bare and watch my cum drip out of you.”
The thought of Waylon filling her up shouldn’t have turned her on as much as it did.
This man knew exactly how to wreck her, in the best of ways.
FORTY-SEVEN
Waylon
Mia was lyingwith her head against his chest, one leg thrown loosely over his hip, while they basked in the afterglow.
After he cleaned her up, he turned off the lights, and his room went dark except for the neon glow of his alarm clock that read just after 3 am.
He needed to get some sleep, but his mind was still racing.
She shifted just enough to look up at him, her voice barely audible. “You okay?”
He faked a smile. “Yeah. You?”
“Still trying to remember how to breathe.”
Waylon chuckled softly, his hand trailing up and down her back. She was tucked perfectly against him like she belonged there. Like he’d never have to sleep alone again.
God, he wanted that.
But the world outside his door wasn’t as soft as this moment.
His parents were far less supportive than hers and Casey’s had been.
Mia’s mom spent the entire evening peppering him with questions out of sheer curiosity. There was no judgment. No embarrassment or shame.
Her father, though worried about his daughter’s heart, welcomed him with open arms.
Casey’s parents did, too.
Waylon let out a slow breath. “I wish my parents could be as supportive as the two sets sleeping under our roof tonight.”
Mia didn’t say anything—just waited. That was one of the things he loved about her. She didn’t push. She justlethim get where he needed to at his own pace.
“They kept texting after I hung up earlier,” he finally admitted.
Mia’s hand found his under the blanket, and she laced their fingers together. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“What difference would it make? I didn’t want to ruin thegoodthat was happening here.”
He paused, weighing his words.
“They think what we have is perverse. Like I’ve lost my damn mind.”
He heard Mia swallow.
“And what do you think?” she asked softly.
Waylon turned his head and kissed her temple. “Mia, I’ve never been more certain ofanythingin my entire life.”
