THE thrill of being perched on the edge heightened her awareness, making every sensation magnified—the cool tile beneath her, the warmth radiating from Anthony's body, and the intoxicating rhythm of their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. She could feel the strength in his arms, the way he held her with both authority and tenderness, as if he were worshipping her body with every thrust. It was a beautiful contradiction that sent her spiraling deeper into the abyss of their desire, each movement a promise of more to come. With every push and pull, they explored uncharted territories of pleasure, and she couldn't help but relish the exhilaration of being completely exposed yet utterly cherished in his arms.
The sensation of being on the cold tiled counter, combined with the power a
