Ellie couldnt believe the depth of pleasure she felt. Her body ached for more touch. The taste of him lingered on her lips. A flush spread across her skin as she remembered every sinful detail. Her fingers traced the outline of his memory. She craved the raw power of their connection. The image of their bodies intertwined burned in her mind. Every touch, every moan, echoed in her ears. She closed her eyes, reliving the climax. The lingering warmth was a potent reminder. Her mind already plotted their next illicit encounter. She smiled, a wicked glint in her eyes. This game was far from over. Sarah Miller watched her, an unspoken agreement passing between them. The night was young and full of possibilities. They knew exactly what they wanted.