HARPER
Any other person would've looked away, but some force stronger than my sanity kept me pinned to the spot.
I thought I’d never use a word such as glorious to describe Kingsley, but no other word came close. His golden skin was stained with sweat, shining under the dim beachside lights while he slammed into the woman, over and over.
When he gritted his teeth and picked up his pace, I watched in awe at how her legs shook frantically from the force. It was a wonder to me how anyone could take such an intensity without them passing out.
But then he grabbed her by her neck and started to rail her even harder, and from her near-screaming moans, it was obvious that she was delirious with pleasure, she could barely keep her eyes open and he seemed to be having the time of his life.
Weir
