MILES STARED UP DIHA'S glistening body. There was no going back now. From the moment he'd really seen her a few days ago to now, she'd unknowingly reeled him in, and now he was hooked. It had been easy to ignore his attraction because of her shy, quiet demeanor. But now that he'd heard the delectable noises she made in the throes of passion.
And then there was her.
He was a man. He'd noticed the gentle curve of her body under the flowing garments she wore and wondered what she was hiding.
Now he knew.
Curvy was a tame word. She had that hourglass figure with proportions that should be illegal.
He carefully rearranged her legs so he could push up. Even that movement was uncomfortable considering how fucking hard he was.
Diha's eyes remained closed. She was breathing deeply though she had released her death grip on the comforter.