After a wild night, Blake's back was covered in scratch marks, something he was quite proud of. He made sure to show them off to Cornelia while they showered together.
"You really don't hold back, even with your fiancé?" Blake teased, his hands never straying from her body as the water cascaded over them.
He pinned her against the mirror, gripping her hips tightly, and kissed her with raw passion.
At moments like this, they almost seemed like a real couple, driven by lust, eagerly exchanging their desires, having s*x.
But Cornelia had been betrayed by someone she loved before, leaving her yearning for genuine affection.
On the other hand, Blake saw her as nothing more than a stand-in, something she had agreed to after much convincing. Yet, despite how hard she tried to stay emotionall
