Ross couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction, knowing he had played a part in bringing her to such an exquisite height of pleasure.
Her flushed face, the delicate rise and fall of her chest, and the lingering tremble in her body were all proof of the intensity of the moment.
Iris's breathing was deep and uneven, each breath more erratic than the last, a clear sign of how explosive her experience had been at his hands.
Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, as if the weight of the sensations was still settling within her.
Ross couldn't help but watch, captivated by the way she responded to him, knowing that no one had ever been able to bring her to this level before.
