The friction was loud, a wet, heavy rhythm that echoed off the walls as Damien drove his weight into her over and over.
Every thrust was deep, heavy, and raw, pushing her straight toward another peak before she could even process the first one.
Amidst the blur of sensations and the heavy, rhythmic crashing of his body against hers, a sudden, quiet clarity washed over her.
Maya realized she wasn’t afraid of losing control anymore. What frightened her was how much she wanted to give it to him.
Every wall Maya had spent years building around herself felt impossibly distant now.
She had never felt so exposed.
And strangely, she had never felt so safe.
From his vantage point, watching her body yield beneath his hands was rapidly destroying what little control he had left. The sight of h
