Third Person's POV
His eyes locked onto the sight of her glistening pink pussy that was still veiled by the drenched, dark red silk of her panties, which were soaked through and clung transparently to her swollen folds.
No longer willing to endure the agonizing wait, Ethan's fingers, which had been tracing patterns on her hip, finally moved with a lewd purpose.
He hooked his thumbs into the delicate, lace-trimmed band of her dark red panties.
Feeling the damp texture of the silk, which he could also see, he was amazed by the degree of its wetness, and it sent a fresh jolt of possessive heat through him.
As for Lucy, who was supporting her upper body with her elbows planted deep in the mattress, she felt a jolt of pure panic.
Her ocean-blue eyes, which had been hazy with a growing level of anticipation and newfound desire, widened suddenly.
