The fire crackled softly, casting flickering shadows across the secluded cove. The storm had cleared hours ago, leaving the night air heavy with the scent of rain-soaked sand and sea salt. Elena’s pulse thrummed as she approached. Alex stood by the water’s edge, the moonlight sculpting every ridge of muscle on his bare torso. His eyes darkened the moment they landed on her—white sundress clinging to her curves, n*****s already tight against the thin fabric from the cool breeze.
“You came,” he said, voice low and rough, like the distant rumble of waves.
“I never left,” she replied, stepping into his space. His hands were on her instantly, large and sure, sliding around her waist and pulling her flush against him. The hard ridge of his arousal pressed into her stomach, making her breath hi
