I trembled against the cool glass, my heated skin creating foggy patches on the window as Alaric continued his passionate assault on my senses. My legs quivered, threatening to give out beneath me as another wave of pleasure built within my core.
"I can feel you tightening around me again," Alaric growled in my ear, his breath hot against my neck. "Already desperate for more, aren't you?"
My reply came as a breathless whimper, words failing me as his hips snapped against mine with renewed vigor. I pressed my palms harder against the windowpane, seeking stability as he drove into me from behind.
"Answer me, Isabella," he demanded, one hand sliding up to grasp my breast, while the other gripped my hip hard enough to leave marks.
"Yes," I gasped out, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. "Always... more with you."
