*Lukes POV*

Viviennes body moves against mine, all heat and hunger, her hips grinding down with a rhythm that pulls a groan from my throat.

Shes relentless, always chasing more, her nails digging into my shoulders as she rides me. Nothing like Eleanors careful restraintthis is raw, alive, demanding.

The bed creaks under us, sunlight slicing through the curtains, catching the sweat on her skin.

Luke, she moans, loud and shameless, her ...