Beside Chelsea, Lea was similarly undone, her body quivering and pulsating around him as wave after wave of pleasure hit her.
They clung to each other at moments, moaning together, a tangle of limbs and heat, their senses consumed entirely by the moment.
Hours seemed to pass in a blur of sensation, each movement, each cry, each gasp binding them closer to Ross—and to each other.
Exhausted yet insatiable, they eventually collapsed in a heap of sweat and trembling limbs, hearts racing and bodies still humming with the aftershocks of their passion.
In that silence, as their breaths slowly returned to normal, they exchanged a glance filled with understanding: this was no longer a fleeting encounter.
This was something deeper, something that would change them forever.
***
A few days later the house felt smaller than it ever had, as though the walls themselves had crept inward to listen.
