Ruined

Sienna’s POV

My body is boneless. I can't move, can't think. Just lie there, legs spread, skin sticky with sweat and come, heart racing like it wants to tear out of my chest. I feel raw. Used. Worshipped. Ruined.

And I love it.

Fingers brush my cheek, slow and soft. A hand slides down my trembling thigh, tracing the bruises blooming from earlier grips. Lips press against my temple. Their touches a