Winter breathed heavily, the aftermath of her orgasm leaving her in shambles.
Kalix lay beside her, his gaze drinking in the breathtaking sight of her. She was radiant, glowing even more in the wake of her release.
But before he could admire her further, she moved. Turning toward him, she climbed on top, her touch sending a shiver down his spine.
Kalix smirked, resting a hand beneath his head as he watched her, captivated by the intensity in her eyes.
"Now, my turn."
His pupils darkened as she leaned in, peppering kisses down his chest, her lips warm and teasing.
Their eyes remained locked, desire simmering between them as she moved lower. The wetness of her tongue left a trail of heat against his skin, inching closer to the waistband of his pants.
Lifting herself slightly, she traced her fingers along his belt, making quick work of the buckle.
Kalix had always known Winter was bold, but watching her take control like this made him push aside any lingering doubts.
