She belonged to him, and in that moment, nothing else mattered. Lizzy’s breath came in short, shaky gasps, her body quivering with need. Xxnx “It’ll be nice… just the two of us.”
Smith’s lips curled into a smirk, his eyes never leaving the road. Lizzy’s eyes lit up as she sifted through the dresses, eager to choose something that would please him. In this moment, she was his, entirely. That tight shirt she wore clung to her enhanced curves, every inch of her designed to please him. She could feel the tension spreading through her, tightening her chest, pooling low in her belly. The deck stretched wide under the fading sunlight, the ocean a soft murmur in the distance, waves gently lapping against the shore. She was a fucking mess, and he loved watching her squirm.
