Lines Drawn

POV: Declan.

A heavy storm crept in outside, the violent wind aggressively rattling the thick blackout curtains of my bedroom. The raw scent of rain and ozone leaked through the sealed window frames, clashing heavily with the musky scent of sex filling the dark space. Vivian lay flat on her back beneath me on the tangled silk sheets. I gripped her bare hips tightly, thrusting my hard cock deep in