Though he had been rather caught up in enjoying her breast, he didn't mind the distraction. Especially in the way it was delivered. The tugging of his hair, earned her a rather pleased groan. He liked it rough, and appreciated the pain mixed with the pleasure. He returned the kiss, happily, finding that it was much more heated, and urgent than it had been. Her movements, and the sounds she was making were exciting him. His own breath was labored, from the mere act of just watching, and touching her.
Wes didn't stop his teasing, until she had completely come down from the high of her orgasm. Though, as she started to come down, his hand moved to her stomach, while he placed light kisses against her neck. "You know... I like it when you scream my name." He would allow her a moment to catch her breath, but not so long, as to completely lose the moment. Not when his back was stinging from her scratches, and his arousal was resting persistently against her stomach.
Seizing her hips, Wes rolled onto his back, pulling her along with him. "I think I'll like the view better this way." As he rested back, comfortably against her bed, his hands ran up the smooth planes of her back, before burying in her hair. He would enjoy the view. Nothing sexier than a woman, moving over you, doing her thing. Fucking sexy.