Cruzer's strong hands gripped Jean's waist as he lifted her effortlessly, his lips finding the sensitive spot just below her ear. A shiver ran down her spine as his breath tickled her skin, sending a wave of arousal through her body. He carried her toward the bed, their bodies swaying in unison, the weight of their desire pressing heavily between them.
"Cruzer," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Please…"
He didn't need to be asked twice. With a deft motion, he lowered her onto the soft sheets, positioning her on all fours.
The mattress dipped under her weight, and she felt the cool air caress her heated skin. Her heart pounded in her chest, each beat echoing the urgency of her need.
Jean glanced over her shoulder, her eyes locking with Cruzer's. There was a fire in his gaze, a hunger that mirrored her own.
"Quite the position you want me to be in, huh Cruzer?" she murmured, her voice filled with both affection and desire.
