Insatiable Fire**

Parker didn't give her a moment to recover.

Tessa was still trembling, her body weak and sensitive from the aftershocks of her orgasm, when he grabbed her thighs and lifted her off the ground in one fluid motion. She gasped, instinctively wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms clutching his shoulders for balance.

But this time was different.

Something inside her had shifted—awakened. She could feel it in the way her body responded, the way her blood burned, the way the pleasure didn't fade but only kept building. And Parker—he was the same, only magnified. A force of nature, completely untamed.

His hunger for her was boundless. His stamina, endless.

"P-Parker—"

He didn't wait.

With a sharp thrust, he was inside her again, stretching her open, filling her to the hilt. Her moan came out as a choked cry, her back arching as pleasure shot straight through her overstimulated nerves.

And unlike before, he didn't start slow.