Riley made sure Jade had a few quiet minutes to catch her breath.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her body still trembling from the last wave of pleasure.
He watched her, a mixture of tenderness and hunger in his eyes, brushing a few damp strands of hair from her flushed face.
Then his gaze slowly drifted downward—settling where their bodies remained joined.
He pulled back slightly, his thick shaft still hard and glistening.
The sight made his breath hitch—her arousal coated him in slick, pearly white, a testament to just how much she had enjoyed every moment.
There was something undeniably erotic about it, raw and unfiltered, and it only spurred him on.
With a low groan, he pushed in again, slower this time, letting her feel every inch.
Then he eased out, repeating the motion with deliberate care, savoring the way her body clung to his.
Jade whimpered softly, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.
