Chapter 48 Ice Cube

• The ragged sounds of their breathing were the only sounds made in the room, a stark, humid contrast to the heavy thudding of Quin’s heart in her ears. Languid beneath him, her body a collection of satiated nerve endings.
• She felt the weight of Hartwell pressing her down into the bed. His erection was still deep inside of her, a large, thick, and now softening reminder of how hard and fast he had just fucked her. The warm, sticky feel of his cum dripping around his cock where it was buried inside of her was spreading over her thighs, marking her as his possession. A soft, satisfied sigh left her lips as her eyelids drooped in a fog of endorphins, thinking that the storm had ended.
• Hartwell rolled over her, moving slowly, but with deadly precision. He didn’t pull out of her. He simply braced himself on one elbow, his chest burning into her sensitized flesh. He bent down, breathing softly against the wet flesh at the side of her neck. Quin shivered uncontrollably before the pain of his teeth biting at her earlobe took her breath away.