Fara cursed him out internally that night, but all that escaped her full lips were sweet moans that spurred the man above her to plunge deeper and harder.
She knew she'd regret this, but Ziggy was something else in bed. No man had ever come close to matching his prowess, not even Sean. Sean was nothing compared to Ziggy.
"Oh, I'm coming.…" Fara arched her back, her body spasming as she released. It was already the second time in ten minutes.
Ziggy broke their embrace, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. His gaze drifted to somewhere in the distance, and his breathing hitched. "You're so damn sexy, Fara."
Fara writhed beneath Ziggy, her body feeling like liquid on the verge of spilling. Every breath she took was a mantra, summoning waves of pleasure that grew stronger with each passing moment.
Again, she thought of Sean, his blank expression during their lovemaking. Sean, always so logical, never truly letting himself go.
