บท 137: Chapter 137 Mounted

It wasn't just lust—it was something indescribable, something that defied words or logic. 

Ross had done this to her, had brought her to this place where nothing else mattered but him. 

She was completely, utterly his in that moment, and the realization made her tremble all the more.

"Ughhhhh…" 

"Hahhhh…"

"Hahhhh…" Her lips parted, but no words came, only soft, breathy moans that betrayed the depth of her surrender. 

Whatever was happening between them, it was unlike anything she had ever felt before. Ross hadn't just touched her body; he had ignited her very soul.

"Whoosh!" In the blink of an eye, Mary felt as though she were floating, her breath hitching as her surroundings blurred for a split second. 

When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a soft bed, her back sinking into its soft surface. 

The sudden shift left her dazed, her mind struggling to catch up with what had just happened.