‘With how proficient Assassins are at free running, their grip strength must be ridiculous. I can just imagine Evie holding onto me with strong, yet gentle hands as I grind against her. When she touches me, it’s always the right amount of pressure to send jolts through my body. Effortlessly holding my hips still as she eats me out. Her secure grasp on my body as I climax for the umpteenth time that night. It’s enough to make me fall in love all over again.’