The air in Mark’s bedroom was thick with desire, Amrey stood before him, her breath hitching as his hands found her waist, pulling her close. His fingers dug into her hips, possessive yet tender, as he lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping instinctively around his torso. Their bodies pressed together, Mark’s lips grazed her ear, his voice a low growl. “You’re mine tonight,” he murmured, carrying her to the bed with purposeful strides.
He laid her down on the soft sheets, her dark hair fanning out like a halo. Amrey’s eyes locked onto his, wide and gleaming with desire, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Mark sank to his knees at the edge of the bed, his hands sliding up her thighs, parting them gently but firmly. The fabric of his sheets bunched at her hips as he tugged her closer
