LIORA’S POV
I was frozen in place.
I should move. Should turn around and leave before anyone sees me standing here, peering through the gap in the door like some voyeur.
But I couldn’t.
Lucas’s body was magnificent. Every muscle flexed with such power as he drove into the woman beneath him, his movements controlled yet primal. The strength radiating from him, the sheer dominance in every thrust, held me captive.
Heat pooled low in my belly, it was shameful but undeniable. My breath quickened as I watched, feeling the arousal build in me despite how wrong this was.
My hand drifted to my chest almost unconsciously, cupping my breast through the fabric of my dress. I squeezed gently, my n*****s hard and aching beneath my touch.
Then Lucas turned his head.
His ice-blue eyes locked dire
