Luther’s POV. 51.
I didn’t give her a second to recover.
Grabbing Aurora by the waist, I lifted her off the bathroom counter with ease, her body still trembling from the way I had just devoured her. She clung to me, her nails digging into my back as I carried her out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
I didn’t bother drying us off.
I threw her onto the bed, her damp skin hitting the sheets as she let out a soft gasp. Her breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath, her body still flushed from pleasure. But I wasn’t done.
Not even f*****g close.
I climbed on top of her, pinning her down. My hand went straight to her breast, squeezing them roughly, molding them to my palms. She whimpered when I rolled her n****e between my fingers, twisting it just enough to make her gasp.
"Stil
