"Of course. Just lift your hips and slide it in," Ross murmured, a sly grin spreading across his face as he leaned closer, letting his lips brush against the soft skin of Natalie's neck.
His warm breath made her shiver, and he felt her pulse quicken beneath his mouth.
Slowly, he began to trace a path along her neck, savoring the way her body responded, her skin heating up under his touch.
He knew exactly what she wanted. The desire in her eyes was unmistakable—she craved the same intensity he'd given to Sophia and Jasmine, that raw, consuming passion that left nothing untouched.
But this time was different; Natalie had taken charge from the very beginning, making her intentions clear with every bold move she'd made.
Ross was in no hurry to rush things; he wanted to let her lead, to see how far she would take it.
As he continued to kiss her neck, his hands slid down to her waist, guiding her rhythm just enough to encourage her.
