Iris's POV.

My entire body locked up.

Rafael’s hand was still buried between my legs, his cock deep inside me, both of us frozen mid-thrust. The stretch, the heat, the slick mess between us, it all suddenly felt way too loud. My heart slammed against my ribs like it was trying to escape. Sweat cooled on my skin. I could hear my own breathing, too fast, too ragged.

Rafael’s eyes met mine in the dark. They were wide and alert but he had no panic on his face, but I saw the flash of it in his grey eyes. He slowly, carefully pulled his fingers out of me and slid...