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Heaven’s heart pounded with anticipation as he led her to the washroom.

It was quiet there, the air steamy from a recently run shower, the light dim and intimate.

She watched silently as Ross peeled off his shirt, revealing the body she now knew all too well—each line of muscle, each scar, each inch of skin.

Without a word, he stepped up to the wall, reached for the corner near the ceiling, and carefully covered the security camera with a towel.

Then he turned to her.

And there was hunger in his eyes.

Raw. Powerful. Focused entirely on her.

He moved with intent—slow, deliberate steps—until he stood before her like a predator who had waited just long enough.

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His mouth met hers with a desperate hunger, kissing her like a man starved.

His hands roamed her body without hesitation, tugging at her clothes, pulling her close.

There was no small talk, no pretense—just need. Pure, consuming need.

Heaven melted into him, her breath catching as her back pressed against the cool tiles.

She had no doubt—Ross wanted her again.

And this time... there would be no cameras.

No eyes.

Just them.

And the night ahead.

"Ohhh... D..." Heaven moaned softly, her voice trembling as Ross’s lips moved along the sensitive skin of her neck.

Every kiss, every touch felt like fire against her wet skin, his hands slow but deliberate as he undressed her—unraveling her with every button, every strap, every piece of fabric that slipped away.

When she was bare before him, she trembled—but not from cold.

From the anticipation. The want. The knowledge of what was to come.

Ross’s eyes didn’t wander—they devoured.

He looked at her like she was something sacred and sinful all at once, and then with one swift motion, he tore off his own clothes and stepped closer.

His body, big and powerful, gleamed under the soft lighting, the water beginning to fog the air between them.

He took her hand.

No words needed to be spoken.

Ross guided her gently toward the large bathtub, water already steaming and overflowing in delicate waves.

The tiled room was quiet, save for the sound of running water and two hearts beating wildly in sync.

As they stepped in together, the warmth wrapped around them instantly.

Ross sat down, back against the smooth wall of the tub, legs spread slightly.

Heaven straddled him, her knees on either side of his hips, the water rising to her waist.

She faced him, their bodies pressed close, the skin-on-skin contact electric.

Her breasts pressed against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and their eyes locked—hers wide and burning with need, his dark and full of heat.

Then she felt it.

His cock, long and thick, pressed up against her lower belly—no, higher than that.

She swallowed as her eyes darted down, realizing that even in this relaxed, sensual state, he was hard, and his size... was intimidating.

Yet inviting.

Their lips met again in a deep, breathless kiss. This time there was no rush.

Just slow exploration—tongues dancing, breaths mingling, bodies swaying gently in the water.

When Ross’s lips moved to her breasts, Heaven arched into him with a gasp.

He sucked, licked, and teased her nipples until they were swollen and sensitive, drawing soft whimpers from her lips as she rocked gently in his lap.

Her hands slid over his shoulders, down his chest, feeling every muscle ripple beneath her touch.

She didn’t realize how much she had missed him until this moment—until her body began to melt into his again.

Then, Ross leaned back slightly, his grip tightening at her hips.

He looked at her with a hunger that made her breath hitch.

It was time.

Heaven nodded slightly, understanding without needing to be told.

Her heart thudded in her chest as she rose slowly, guiding herself with practiced care.

She reached down between them, wrapping her small hand around his thick shaft.

He was hot, pulsing, heavy in her palm.

She angled him toward her entrance, his wide tip already brushing against her slick folds.

She paused for a second—just a second—to take a breath.

Then she lowered herself.

"Ohhhhh..." Heaven moaned. The head of Ross’s cock pushed inside her, stretching her open inch by inch.

Her mouth parted, her nails dug lightly into his shoulders as she sank down on him slowly, letting out a long, drawn-out moan as she took more of him in.

It was overwhelming. Intense. Full.

Her body clenched around him tightly, trying to adjust to his sheer size.

Ross held her waist firmly, guiding her, grounding her.

"That’s it... just like that," he whispered, his voice low and thick with restraint.

Her breathing came in short, heated bursts as she settled all the way down, her thighs trembling as he filled her completely.

It felt like he was in her stomach—like there couldn’t possibly be more—but somehow, he always managed to go deeper.

She rested her forehead against his for a moment, catching her breath, their bodies perfectly joined.

And then, slowly, she began to move.

Rocking her hips, up and down, gently at first. Testing. Adjusting.

Feeling him stroke her walls with every inch. His hands slid from her hips to her back, holding her close, their chests brushing with every motion.

The water rippled around them with each movement.

The sound of skin meeting skin, soft splashes, and breathless moans echoed in the steamy air.

Heaven gasped as the friction built, the pleasure beginning to pulse and throb through her belly.

"D..." she whimpered, riding him deeper, faster now, water spilling over the edge of the tub as she moved.

"You feel perfect," Ross growled, his lips brushing her ear. "I can’t get enough of you, Heaven."

"Ahhhhh..." She cried out softly, overwhelmed by his words and the growing heat between them.

Her body responded instinctively, grinding harder, her moans growing louder as she chased that high again.

And Ross was right there with her, holding her, filling her, worshipping her like no one else ever could.

In that moment, nothing else existed.

Only him.

Only her.

And the wild, eternal rhythm of their bodies, moving as one.

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