"I look… dirty," she thought, her cheeks heating as she bit her lip.
All the surface area of her boobs right now was covered with kiss marks and gentle bites and it was all red from Ross' rough and eager handling.
But the thought didn't bring shame—it brought exhilaration.
For the first time, she felt free, untethered from the constraints of propriety that had governed her life.
Ross smirked as he noticed her reaction, his hands sliding down to cup her waist.
"You're incredible, Faith," he murmured, his voice rich with affection and desire.
"Every inch of you is perfect."
His words were like a balm to her soul, chasing away her insecurities and filling her with a warmth she couldn't describe.
In that moment, she felt cherished, adored, and utterly beautiful—a feeling she never expected to find in such an intimate encounter.
"Ross…" she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.