Ross, on the other hand…
He was a beast.
A force of nature that took what he wanted without hesitation, without restraint.
He devoured her completely, leaving no room for hesitation or second thoughts.
And worst of all… she could still feel him.
Still buried deep inside her.
Still hard.
Still pulsing with need.
Even after spilling himself inside her, he hadn't softened in the slightest.
His arousal remained as strong and unyielding as ever, as if he had no intention of stopping. As if he had only just begun.
Ross had spent the entire day with Grace, immersing her completely in the world of pleasure and desire.
From the golden afternoon light to the deep darkness of the night, and even through the soft glow of dawn, he never let her go.
Every second was consumed by the heat of their bodies, the relentless rhythm of their passion.
Time blurred, and reality itself seemed to fade, leaving only the overwhelming sensations that bound them together.
