Chapter 197 Crown

The memory of their previous encounters flickered in her mind, igniting a fire within her. 

She knew exactly what he craved, exactly what would set him alight. 

She remembered the wild abandon of those past encounters, and the thrill of feeling his power within her. 

The thought of fitting this powerful cock inside her, the anticipation, ignited a new kind of fire within her.

Gwen knelt between his legs, her body a soft counterpoint to his hardness. 

Her lips traced the contours of his shaft, her tongue a teasing exploration against the sensitive flesh. 

Her gaze met his, a silent conversation passing between them, a shared understanding of the game they were playing. 

Ross savored the experience, the soft touch of her hands against his arousal, the hungry hunger in her eyes.

"You claimed to have genophobia, and your pathetic husband fell for it. What a sorry spectacle of a man," he murmured, tracing the line of her jaw.