Permanent

Our breathing mixed with the potent smell of sex filled the room. Andrius didn’t rush to get off and walk over to the bathroom. No, he was a still force above me. He had a vice grip around his cock. His eyes roamed over every inch of me he had marked. Trembles wracked my body as I quivered with pleasure. Beneath his gaze, I felt exposed yet adored. Nothing like the way I’d felt trapped beneath Dylan. Not much time had passed, but Goddess, it felt like I’d made so much progress. I could think of my shitty ex and not completely cave in on myself.

Even now, with my stomach rolled squished, my pussy bared, and my hair most likely a tangled mess behind me, none of it mattered. Andrius’ hungry gaze confirmed my thoughts. He could continue looking at me that way, and I’d hold whatever disadvantageous position he put me in.

“Mine,” Andrius growled.

“Yours,” I confirm