Pearl POV
He then moved over me, his chest pressing down against mine, squeezing my breasts beneath the weight of him. My body was already burning, and his heat only made the fire worse. As he laid over me, he clutched my wrists and pinned them over my head, trapping me completely beneath him.
“I can never get over you, Pearl,” Demyan whispered, his voice low and rough, vibrating against my ear. “I just want to stay this way for the entire day, your body under me, trembling, mine to claim again and again.” His grip tightened, possessive, almost punishing. “Do you even realize what you do to me? You drive me insane.”
His lips grazed my cheek, then my jaw, his breath harsh and hot. “Your body is so soft… so fvckable… I can’t get enough of it. And do you feel that, right there?” His harde
