Gray's breath hitched as the intensity of the moment grew, his eyes locked onto Vanisa's face, watching the way her expression shifted from anticipation to bliss. Her body trembled slightly beneath him, her face flushed, and her lips parted as a soft moan escaped her. The soft sound of her pleasure made Gray's own heart race even faster, the connection between them deepening with every passing second.
Vanisa's saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, her expression one of pure, unfiltered pleasure. Her body was reacting to the closeness, her breathing heavy as she lay beneath him, her legs still widened in anticipation. Gray took a deep breath, his face flushed a deep red, as he removed the last barrier between them—his pants and briefs—exposing himself fully to her. Vanisa's eyes traveled down his body, and she giggled softly, her eyes filled with affection and desire.
"Do it, Gray," she whispered, her voice breathy but playful. "I'm ready to feel you again…"
