In his arms, Grace felt like she was soaring on the wings of passion, her body responding to his every touch with a fervor that bordered on desperation. It was as if Alex possessed some secret knowledge, some innate understanding of how to pleasure a woman that left her breathless with awe.
As they moved together in a dance of desire and longing, Grace couldn't help but marvel at Alex's skill and expertise. He was like a master sculptor, molding her body with his hands, his lips, his very presence, until she was nothing more than a vessel of pure pleasure, completely at his mercy.
And yet, there was no fear, no hesitation, only a sense of trust and surrender that left Grace feeling more alive than ever before. For in Alex's hands, she felt safe, cherished, and utterly adored, as if she were the only woman in the world capable of unlocking the depths of his passion.
