Chapter 71: His scent on her

Chapter Seventy-One

"You are wet. Just as I want you to be. I want to enter you now. May I?" He asked, his voice sounding like he was about to lose it.

"Yes," she whispered.

He didn't waste a second. The world had shrunk down to this… to the heat of his body against hers.

A sharp inhale left her lips as he pushed into her, slow but unyielding, stretching her inch by inch. The cold air did nothing to cool the fire burning between them, and the heat of his body searing against her back. 

His grip on her waist tightened, fingers digging into her skin as he moved in her. A low, guttural sound rumbled in his chest, and for a moment, neither of them moved. 

She clenched around him, and he cursed under his breath, his forehead dropping to her shoulder. "Fck," he ground out, his voice rough, and strained. 

She exploded, her hands falling on the counter.