Chapter 89 Chloe

• Gordon's words hung in the air, most especially the way he said ‘mine’ like he meant it, to chloe, it sounded like a vow that wrapped around her like a warm embrace, but the heat between them hadn't fully dissipated as they both wanted more than what they had just had. His body, still pressed against hers, stirred with fresh intensity, the tenderness giving way to a deeper, more insistent desire. Chloe felt it in the way his hips shifted subtly, his arousal pressing against her thigh, reigniting the spark that had only just begun to fade. Her heart quickened, exhaustion and desire swirling within her as she met his gaze, seeing the raw need reflected there.
• 'Tell me how it feels now,' Gordon growled, his voice low and commanding, lips brushing her ear as he rolled them slightly, positioning himself above her once more. 'Louder, deeper... fuck me harder.'
• Chloe's breath hitched, her body arching instinctively toward him, the ache from their previous union blending into a sweet anticipation. 'It feels... so so good,' she whispered at first, then louder as his hand trailed down her side, urging her on. I feel so full, Gordon. Deeper—yes, like that. Harder, please.' Her words tumbled out in a rush, laced with moans as he entered her again, slow at first, building the rhythm that made her toes curl.