Silver moonlight slipped quietly into the room through the narrow openings between the curtains, casting pale streaks across the bed. The stillness that usually filled the space had long since vanished. In its place were the hushed, sinful sounds of Jacqueline's breathless whimpers and trembling moans.
Her ears burned with embarrassment as the intimate, wet sounds reached her own ears proof of exactly what Damien was doing between her thighs.
He was no longer watching her. His focus had narrowed entirely to the task at hand, yet she remained bound by his command to keep her eyes open. She forced herself to watch him as he explored her body in ways that still felt forbidden.
Her breath caught sharply when his finger slid into her needy core.
Her body clenched instinctively around him.
