Scene: Ella lies on the couch, her body burning, her breaths coming in soft, uneven pants. Her lips are wet, slightly parted, her eyes glazed with greed as she silently begs for his touch. Every inch of her trembles, aching for more
Mex sits beside her, watching. Amused. Dark-eyed. Completely in control
Mex Allen
*Smirking, voice dripping with lust*~ You look so ruined, princess. And I haven’t even touched you yet
Ella whimpers softly, a small sound of need slipping from her lips. Mex’s eyes darken instantly. That sound—so sweet, so desperate—it makes something primal snap inside him
Without a second thought, he grabs her waist and pulls her up onto his lap
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