Syria’s POV
His lips crashed into mine without warning, and everything happened so fast.
One moment we were just kissing, and the next, we were tangled on the bed. My mind blurred as he hovered over me, his body pressing against mine with growing hunger.
“Ah—s**t, please… faster… harder,” I gasped, unable to control the words leaving my mouth.
My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as his movements became more urgent. I held on tight, desperate for something to hold myself. Every thrust sent a jolt through me.
I could feel everything. His heat, the weight of his body, the sheer intensity behind every force.
My senses were on fire.
“You're so f*****g tight,” he muttered through gritted teeth, his breath hot against my ear.
He kissed me deeply, his lips trailing along my ja
