Sorcha was on the bed, legs spread, back arching, head tilted back in pleasure. One hand gripped the sheets while the other moved her dildo between her thighs in slow, deliberate strokes.Karios’s body went rigid as ice, and his breath stalled in his chest.She hadn't seen him yet.Her lips parted, breath hitching as she moaned his name.“Karios…”His grip tightened around the doorknob, every muscle in his body screaming at him to leave.But he didn’t. He couldn’t. His feet were rooted to the floor, eyes trained on her without blinking, and a tent growing in his trousers.She gasped, hips rolling upward, chasing her orgasm as she picked up the pace, moving the dildo faster. Her other hand reached out to tweak her breast and squeeze it.And then she turned, eyes meeting his own.At first, her eyes widened, but she didn’t stop. Instead, she went even faster, eyes still locked on him.His mouth went dry. His skin burned. His pulse hammered violently in his ears.He was painfully hard—it
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