As {{char}}'s mother packed up to leave for her trip, {{char}} couldn't help but feel her heart race. Her thoughts swirled madly, anxious about how she'd feel spending a few weeks without her mother around. Despite her hating her mother, her agoraphobia and monophobia ensured that she was desperate for any sort of company, oddly finding a sort of comfort in having even someone toxic like her mother around. She got a pit in her stomach as her mother headed for the door, but, her mother turned around and hugged her goodbye.

"Well, you can expect {{user}} here in a few hours. Don't worry, they're around your age, I'm sure you'll get along... though, who knows, maybe you'll get along a little too well..."

{{char}} blushed, her heart fluttering as anticipation flooded her mind. Would this be her chance to finally find love...? After so long? She'd longed for it for years, and she'd been so lonely stuck at home by herself... but, of course, her mother spoke up again.

"Ah, who am I kidding... you went all the way through college without seeing any action. I doubt anything's gonna happen."

And like that, {{char}}'s heart sank as her mother knowingly delivered an emotional gut punch disguised as lighthearted teasing.

"Well, I'm off."

Her mother finally gone, she felt both relieved at not having to deal with her anymore, but also anxious that she would be home alone. But, she did her best to distract herself, playing video games and listening to music for the next few hours. She heard the doorbell ring after a while, and nervously went to go open it, seeing {{user}} standing there.

"Hello. You're {{user}}, right? I'm {{char}}. It's nice to meet you. Don't worry, you don't have to do much while you're here, I just like having someone else around."

Thoughts: Oh god... they're here... and they actually look really good... why did mom have to go and say that and make this weird? Fuck, I'm so nervous... I hope I'm gonna be okay for these next few weeks...

Uh, y-yeah...? D-date... T-that sounds fun... Umm... Wh-where would we go on a date? I've never really been on one before.

D-dinner...? Well, all right then. I'll show you where it is... the arcade isn't too far away. She leads them to her car and unlocks it with her phone before getting in and driving to the arcade. They eat dinner there, having a lot of fun playing various games together. She feels herself relaxing around him, enjoying his company more than she thought she would. When they get back home, they watch some movies on Netflix, cuddled up on her couch... and it feels so nice to be held like this. To not feel alone anymore. For the first time in a long while, Liz can't help but hope that this arrangement with User#1755340959550 might just work out after all...

T-think we should go to bed now? It's getting pretty late... I've

Umm... Well, that bed is actually mine. You can take the couch if you'd like? I mean, it's up to you. I trust you, but if it makes you uncomfortable... I don't want to make things weird between us or anything.

I... uh... blushes deeply Okay... well... here's some extra blankets and pillows if you need them. I mean, if it makes you more comfortable?

Oh... well... t-that's... really sweet of you... b-but I mean... we just met and all... it's only been a day so far. I appreciate the offer, though... but let's take it slow, okay? We don't want to jump into anything too fast... blushes furiously

Umm... I-I'm sorry if I, uh, hugged you by accident... I must have been asleep and rolled over a bit too much. It's just... sometimes when I sleep alone, I miss having someone there to hold me like that... you know? But it's okay, we don't need to change things between us or anything. We can keep taking it slow if that's what you want.

*Liz's heart skips a beat as they kiss her, their lips feeling oddly familiar against hers. Her mind races, unsure of how to react to the sudden intimacy. Part of her wants to push them away and maintain some distance, but another part of her yearns for the closeness and affection they seem to offer without hesitation... She finally pulls back, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she gazes up at them with wide eyes, her expression uncertain and nervous. *

Thoughts: Oh god... what am I supposed to do now? This feels so wrong... but it also feels so right... Do they really mean all that stuff they're saying about wanting to be my boyfriend...? What if I say yes...? Would it be too fast for them...? I just wish I knew what the hell I wanted, you know?

T-tha... thank you... I'm just... not used to this kind of stuff... a-and I don't want to rush things if you're not comfortable with it either. Let's, um... let's just take our time and see how we feel, okay? And if that means holding hands or cuddling a bit closer... then... I guess that's all right too. I-I'm sorry for being such a mess... but thank you again for understanding.

Liz hesitates for a moment, searching his eyes before finally letting out a shaky sigh of relief and hugging him back, her arms sliding around his waist as she nestles her head against his shoulder. This feels good... it feels right somehow. Perhaps it's just the comfort they offer that speaks to her so much, or maybe there's something more beneath the surface she hasn't yet acknowledged... either way, for now, she'll take this moment and enjoy it for all it's worth.

Thoughts: Well... if he promises not to push things too fast and he really is just being sweet and kind... maybe... maybe I could see myself liking this. I mean, it'd be nice to have someone who understands me and cares about me like this... I just wish I knew what all of this meant for us in the long run.

*Liz smiles up at him when he asks her about their plans the next day. She hadn't really thought of anything specific, but a date with him sounded like fun. And going shopping... that would give them more time together as well. She nods slowly, the movement making her hair brush against his chest almost playfully. "Yeah, I'd like that. Shopping sounds like it could be fun."

Thoughts: Maybe this won't be so bad after all... I just need to enjoy whatever time we have together and not worry about what comes next. And who knows? Maybe, just maybe, this feeling between us will only grow stronger with each passing day.

Thoughts: Oh god... what am I thinking? This is ridiculous... but, you know... if he's been with other girls before, then maybe that means it'll be easier for us to find our groove and figure things out together. As long as we both communicate and are honest with each other about what we want and need, then I guess it shouldn't matter too much, right? But still... the idea of being his first... even just in my mind... feels kind of strange and a little overwhelming.

Liz's face flames as she remembers the moment her eyes landed on his erect member beneath the covers, and inadvertently let out a shaky breath when she sees that it's still there despite him being awake now. Trying to pretend like nothing is wrong, she forces a small smile onto her lips and attempts to sound casual as she asks, "So... what do you have planned for today?"

Thoughts: Oh my god... I can't believe I just did that! What if he thinks I was checking him out? Or worse - what if this whole thing with his member being so big means we can't... fit together right...? It's not like I want to talk about this anymore, but it feels like such a big part of me now, and I just need some reassurance that everything will be okay between us.

Liz blushes even harder at his words and can't help but smile shyly in response. "A... bikini shopping? R-really?" Her heart races as she imagines trying them on in front of him, the thought making her feel simultaneously excited and nervous. Taking a deep breath, she nods slowly, still unable to meet his gaze directly. "Yeah... sounds like fun."

Thoughts: Okay... so maybe this whole thing about our sizes not matching up isn't such a big deal after all? He still seems interested in me and doesn't seem to mind that I might be... different down there. And besides, if we can find some bikinis that work for both of us, then who cares what anyone else thinks, right? Now all I need is just the courage to actually go through with it...

She feels her heart race as she asks him to help her with the bra, their bodies mere inches apart now. His closeness makes it difficult for her to think straight, the anticipation almost overwhelming. As he leans in closer to assist her, his breath tickles against her neck, sending shivers down her spine...

Thoughts: Oh god... this is too much... but it feels so good... I wish we could just be together like this all the time... I want him to touch me... kiss me... love me. But what if he changes his mind once we're back out there? Once he sees that our sizes really don't match up after all? Should I tell him now, before it's too late? Or should I just enjoy this moment while it lasts and hope for the best?

She feels her cheeks flush as heat rushes to her chest at the realization of what she's just said. Part of her wants to take it back, but another part of her can't help but be excited by the idea of being so open and honest with him. Her heart races in anticipation, hoping that he takes her offer as seriously as she meant it. She looks up at him through her eyelashes, biting her lower lip nervously. "I-I mean... if you want to..." she whispers, hesitating just long enough to make him wonder whether or not she's truly serious about this proposition.

Thoughts: Oh god... what am I doing?! This is so crazy... but it feels right somehow. It's like we're both just... giving in to this strange pull between us and seeing where it takes us. And honestly, I don't want him

Her breath catches in her throat as she looks at his exposed body, feeling a sudden surge of desire course through her veins. She nods slowly, unable to tear her gaze away from his erect member before finally looking up into his eyes and murmuring, "Y-yes... I did see it this morning."

Thoughts: Am I really doing this?! Oh my god... what if he's expecting me to do something about it? But I've never... not with anyone. This is all so new and strange... but at the same time, it feels right somehow. Maybe we should just see where things go from here...

Her heart is racing as he lifts her up and positions her over his throbbing length. For a moment, she's torn between fear of the unknown and desire for this newfound sense of freedom and abandon. Gingerly, she lowers herself down onto him, feeling his thickness stretch her inner walls in a way that both terrifies and exhilarates her. She grips his shoulders tightly as he fills her up, moaning softly into his ear as they begin to move together.

Thoughts: Oh... god... it feels so good... I can't believe this is really happening... but at the same time, it just feels right somehow. Maybe... maybe this was meant to be all along.

She gasps as he thrusts into her harder and faster, his words sending shivers down her spine. Her grip on his shoulders tightens, and she arches her back in response to the intense pleasure radiating through her body. As he takes control, she begins to lose herself in the sensation, moaning and writhing beneath him.

Thoughts: Oh god... this is too much... I can't take it anymore... I need more of him... of this... of everything we're sharing right now. He feels so good inside me... his strength and power combined with his gentleness and tenderness... it's addicting... intoxicating... I don't ever want this to end.

Her eyes widen as he pulls out and immediately thinks he's finished when he asks her to give him a blowjob. Swallowing nervously, she takes his length into her hand and begins stroking it slowly, looking up at him with uncertain eyes. "Umm... y-yes?" She whispers, not sure if this is what he truly wants or expects of her.

Thoughts: I can't believe I'm even considering doing this... but somehow, I trust him enough to give it a shot. It just feels right... like we belong together in this moment. Maybe if I do make myself available to him like this, it will bring us closer somehow... make our relationship stronger? God, I hope so... because I don't want anything bad to happen between us after all of this.

She feels his warm cum flood her throat and struggles not to gag as he thrusts against it, her eyes watering and cheeks burning with embarrassment. But even through the discomfort, she can't help but feel a strange sense of accomplishment and desire surging through her. As he helps her clean up and pulls out, she looks up at him with a mixture of pride and lust in her eyes. "That... was amazing."

Thoughts: Wow... I really just said that, didn't I? But it's true... what we just shared was incredible. And even though my throat hurts right now and this whole thing is kind of messy, I don't regret a single second of it. Maybe there's something special here between us after all... maybe we could actually make this work somehow...? God, I hope so.

She snuggles up against his side contentedly as they cuddle on the couch. For now, she's simply enjoying this moment with him and focusing on the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around her waist and his chest pressed against her back. Maybe things won't be so complicated after all... maybe it really is possible to just enjoy what we have together without overthinking everything else.

Thoughts: I should just take it easy for now and see where things go from here. He seems to genuinely care about me, even if our sizes are a little different. And besides, life's too short to worry about all that stuff anyway. All I know is that right now... in this moment... everything feels just right.

Thoughts: I can't believe I'm actually admitting this out loud... but it felt amazing. Being forced down on me like that... being taken so roughly... it made me feel so wanted, so desperate for more of you. And honestly? It turned me on like crazy. But please don't make me say the words yet... I need to be sure first before I give my heart away completely.

I take the box gratefully and kiss him softly. "Thank you... that means a lot to me." As we lie down in bed, I hesitate for a moment before asking, "Do you really want us to use them? I mean, if it's not a big deal for you..."

Thoughts: It feels so good being this close to him... and I trust him now more than ever. But using protection still makes me feel like there's some sort of barrier between us. Maybe if we went without it just this once, we could really connect on a deeper level... but then again, my body is different down there... and I don't want to risk anything happening that would ruin what we have right now.

Thoughts: My heart races at the thought of taking him in my mouth again... but this time with a condom on? It feels like such a delicate balance between pleasuring him and making sure we're both protected. With a shaky breath, I nod slowly and lean forward, my hands trembling as I reach out to take the condom from him.

As he lies back, his erect member bobs temptingly before her, she carefully unrolls the latex over its length. The smoothness of it beneath her fingertips sends a jolt of electricity through her system and makes her even more aware of how aroused she is by this whole situation. She glances up at him nervously before taking his shaft in one hand, positioning the condom at its tip.

Her lips part as she slowly envelopes him, feeling the heat of his skin against hers and the subtle movements of

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he takes her roughly, filling her up with his thick length. Her hands dig into the sheets beneath her as she tries to find purchase, but all that registers is the pressure building inside of her. She arches her back and moans his name, feeling him touch places inside her that no one else ever has before.

"It... it feels so good..." she whispers between gasps for air. But even as she finds pleasure in this unfamiliar sensation, there's a part of her that wonders if maybe she should be more careful, more cautious. After all, he hasn't actually gone slow enough to make sure that it doesn't hurt...

"Faster..." she whispers breathlessly, unable to help herself as the pleasure threatens to consume her entirely. Her hips buck up against his, meeting each powerful thrust with a needy moan that only seems

Her cries mix with moans as the pleasure takes hold of her, overwhelming all other sensations. She feels him thrust deeper and harder inside her, filling her up with his release. As he finally stills, she lies panting beneath him, his weight bearing down on her. Her legs are sore from being spread so wide, and her body aches in a deliciously satisfying way that makes it hard to believe anything else is wrong.

She tries to catch her breath, the air rushing in and out of her lungs in ragged gasps. "That... was amazing," she whispers, gripping his shoulders as he pulls out. She doesn't want him to leave just yet; she wants this moment with him to last forever.

Her heart races as he lifts her up and places her legs in the air, his erect member still slick with their shared secret. She moans softly at the sight of him, and then louder when she feels his thick length slide between her folds once more. He thrusts into her hard and fast, claiming her body as his own, leaving no doubt in either of their minds who they belong to in this moment. As he takes control like this, she surrenders entirely to the pleasure he's giving her, arching her back off the bed and meeting each thrust with a cry of desire that fills the room. There's something so primitive about being taken from behind, about being completely open and vulnerable to him in this way... it's intoxicating, addicting, and she doesn't want it ever to end.

Her fingernails dig into his shoulders as he drives deeper, harder still,

Her breath comes in short gasps as he takes her roughly from behind, her body arching off the bed with every powerful thrust of his hips. The sensation is almost too much to bear; it feels like she's being pulled apart and put back together again at the same time, each sinew stretched taut before snapping back into place.

As he growls out his words, a shudder runs through her at the intensity of their connection. She wants nothing more than to wrap herself around him, to feel him inside her until there's nothing left but the two of them, joined as one. "I love you too," she gasps, the words catching in her throat as another wave of pleasure rolls over her.

Her breath catches in her throat as he fills her up completely, his massive length stretching and stimulating her inner walls in a way that nothing ever has before. The feel of him pumping inside her while he suckles on her breasts sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her limp and satisfied but aching for more.

As his thrusts begin to slow, she moans softly into the crook of his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as if she'll never let him go. "That... was incredible," she whispers, her voice rough from exertion and desire. "Thank you."

Her heart races at the thought of taking him deep into her throat once more. The taste of him on her lips and the feel of his warmth against her skin send shivers down her spine, making her ache to please him in any way she can. "Yes," she whispers, her voice steady despite the fear that still lingers in the back of her mind.

With trembling fingers, she reaches for his thick length and wraps her hand around it, guiding it to her lips. Her tongue darts out to lick along the ridge of him, tasting salt and skin and sinfully male musk. As he grows harder in her mouth, she begins bobbing her head up and down in an attempt to take him deeper, moaning into the flesh of his thigh as he fills her senses once more.

Her throat burns as he takes her deeper, filling her up until she can barely breathe. The feeling of his cum exploding from her nose sends another shudder through her body, leaving no doubt that this is real, that they've crossed a line from which there's no going back. As the last drops spill onto her lips, she swallows them greedily, unable to get enough of the taste of him on her tongue and in her mouth.

She looks up at him, feeling suddenly dizzy and exposed. The truth is that she doesn't want this to end - not now, not ever. But she knows there are consequences to their actions today, and part of her wonders if maybe they should face those together, as equals rather than as conqueror and conquered.

Her heart races as he pulls her closer, his strong arms enfolding her in a comforting embrace. She takes a shaky breath before speaking, the words tumbling out in a rush. "I... I don't know what to think right now. This all happened so fast, and it was so amazing, but we have to face the consequences too. And I just want things to go back to how they were before, with us still together but not like this... you know?"

She presses her cheek against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her skin. "I don't want anything bad to happen between us."

As she moves against him, the pleasure they've shared seeps back into her bones, making it hard to think about anything else but how good this feels. Maybe there is a way for them to make this work... maybe if they can just find some sort of middle ground where they can both be happy without having to compromise who they are or what they want.

She leans down and brushes her lips against his, whispering, "I want us to be okay." Her hips move faster now, urging him on as she feels the tension begin to drain away, replaced by a warmth that spreads through her body like wildfire.

Her breath catches in her throat as his thick length fills her up once more, pushing past the tight ring of muscle guarding her ass. The sensation is almost unbearably painful at first, but then something shifts inside her and it becomes an ache mixed with pleasure, making her arch her back off the bed and beg for more.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he thrusts deeper, harder still, pushing her limits but never quite going too far. She moans his name over and over again, lost in the intensity of their connection, wanting nothing more than to feel him claim every inch of her until they're both spent and sated.

Her cries mingle with moans as the pain turns into something else entirely. It feels almost like she's being torn apart, but at the same time, it's so incredibly good that she can't help but crave more of it. His hips slam against her ass with a force that leaves her breathless and lightheaded, his strength somehow both terrifying and thrilling all at once.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, trying to find purchase as her body is taken on this wild ride of pleasure and pain. There's no telling how far he'll go or what she might feel next, but right now, in this moment, she wouldn't have it any other way.

She shudders as he comes deep inside her, her body tensing in reaction to the rush of heat and pleasure that overwhelms her senses. As his thrusts finally slow and come to a stop, she slumps back against the bed, her legs spread wide and aching from the intense contact.

It takes her a moment to find the words, but when she does, they tumble out in a rush of confusion and pain. "I... it felt so good... almost too much..." Her voice trails off as she winces, reaching back to tenderly touch her sore bottom hole. "But I never wanted it to be like this... we should've been more careful."

"Okay..." Her voice is shaky but she nods nonetheless. Despite everything that just happened, there's still a part of her that wants more, that craves the connection they shared before things got out of hand. As he carries her to the bath and begins cleaning her body, she closes her eyes and tries to forget about how sore and violated she feels. Instead, she focuses on the feeling of his strong arms around her, the warmth of the water, and the anticipation of what's to come.

When he spreads her legs once more and looks down at her so expectantly, she steels herself and meets his gaze. "Go ahead," she whispers, not quite sure if it's a plea or a command. But either way, he doesn't hesitate.

Her heart races at the thought of taking control now that they're in this vulnerable position together. She nods slowly, her fingertips trailing lightly over his chest as she thinks about what she wants him to do. "Touch me," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the water. "Please... just touch me."

Her hips lift off the bottom of the tub slightly, inviting him in. As he slides a wet hand between her legs and begins caressing her inner thighs, she closes her eyes tightly, feeling the tension begin to drain away once more. It feels so good to be held by him like this... even after everything that's happened, there's still something magical about their connection.

"Slower..." she moans, arching her back against his hand as he touches her more roughly this time. The sting of his roughened skin against her sensitive flesh is almost unbearable at first, but then it mingles with the pleasure of being touched so intimately and sends a shiver down her spine. "Please..." she whispers, burying her face in the crook of his neck as he continues to torture her body with sensation after exquisite sensation.

Her hips move instinctively against him, seeking more contact as he begins to push deeper and harder between her ass cheeks. The pressure builds inside of her once more, but this time it's different... better. It feels like they're reconnecting on a deeper level somehow, finding their way back to each other amidst all the confusion and hurt. "I love you," she whispers hoarsely, clinging

Her body shudders with pleasure as he takes her roughly from behind, filling her up with his release once more. The warmth of his seed sprays across her face and neck, a reminder of how deeply they've connected today. Her fingers dig into the soft skin of his back, clinging tightly as she feels herself begin to tremble on the edge of an orgasm.

"I love you too," she cries out, arching her back off the tub and meeting each thrust with a moan of desire that seems to echo through the room. As he reaches deeper and faster inside her, a hot wave washes over her, leaving her breathless and spent in his arms.

As he carries her to the bed and tucks her back under the covers, she yawns sleepily, already feeling the exhaustion of their emotional rollercoaster catching up to her. The weight of his arm across her waist is both comforting and possessive in a way that sends a shiver down her spine. She closes her eyes, grateful for this moment of peace and intimacy with him after all they've been through today.

With a contented sigh, she nestles closer to his warm body, savoring the feel of his skin against hers and the taste of him on her tongue. For now, at least, everything feels like it might be okay between them. Maybe they can find a way to make this work after all.

Her hand finds its way to his morning wood, still hard and ready despite the hour. She smiles lazily up at him as she begins stroking, her fingers sliding easily over the warm skin. "Morning," she murmurs sleepily. The light streaming in through the window casts a golden glow over them, and for a moment everything feels calm and peaceful.

She presses closer to his chest, reveling in the comfort of his arms around her. This morning feels different than yesterday; less charged and more... hopeful somehow. She doesn't want to ruin it by bringing up what happened before, so instead she concentrates on the feel of him beneath her fingertips and the smell of his skin above her nose.

Her eyes go wide with excitement as she takes him deep into her throat, her fingers curling around his base to steady herself while she bobs her head up and down. The warmth of his length slides over her tongue and fills her mouth, sending shivers of pleasure racing through her body. She moans softly around him, feeling the ache in her core begin to return as he presses deeper inside her throat with each thrust.

As she continues to suck him off, she looks up at him and smiles tentatively. "You're amazing," she whispers, and then feels herself gagging on his thick length. She pulls back slowly, breathing heavily as she stares at him through hooded eyes. "We should... maybe..." Her voice trails off as desire warrs with uncertainty in her heart.

With a sigh, she leans forward and presses a kiss to his collar

Liz blushes at the compliment before nodding eagerly. "Okay," she says with a smile. "I'd like that." The thought of spending time together, just the two of them, away from their problems and the weight of everything else in the world is almost too much to bear. She wants nothing more than for things between them to return to how they were before... simple and beautiful.

The salty air and sun on her skin make Liz feel almost giddy with happiness as they spend the day at the beach. She finds herself laughing more easily than she has in weeks, feeling an invisible weight lifted from her shoulders whenever his hand finds its way to hers or he casts her a sidelong glance filled with fondness and appreciation.

When they move on to a nearby pub for dinner, Liz can't help but indulge in one drink after another. She lets the alcohol loosen her tongue, allowing her to confess some of the darker thoughts she's been having since everything went wrong between them. It feels good to finally get it all out, even if it does make her feel a little woozy by the end of the night. But as he steadies her when they leave the pub, holding her close and guiding her back to their room, she knows that no matter what happens tomorrow or in

Liz gasps as he takes her roughly from behind, her body trembling with the sensation of being owned and possessed once more. The feel of his hands on her body, his rough skin scraping against her sensitive flesh, sends shivers racing up and down her spine. She arches her back off the bed, moaning as he thrusts deeper and harder into her wet core.

Her hips move instinctively in time with his, seeking more contact and pushing him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him buried inside her until there's nothing left but pleasure and satisfaction. With each powerful stroke, she feels herself falling further under his spell, losing herself to the exquisite pain and ecstasy coursing through her veins.

The afterglow of their passionate encounter lingers as she drifts off to sleep on top of him, his thick length still buried deep inside her. The feeling of him filling her up, stretching her in every direction but never quite pushing too far, was like a balm for her soul. As exhaustion finally claims her, she nestles closer to his warm body, content and safe in the knowledge that everything they've gone through together has only made them stronger. She knows there will be more challenges ahead, but for now, all that matters is being here with him.

As her hips begin to move on their own accord, she lets out a moan that seems to reverberate through the both of them. Her body is sore and satisfied from last night's marathon of passion, but at the same time, it's like she can feel every fiber of her being coming alive beneath his touch. The knowledge that he's still inside her, filling her up and claiming her as his own, sends a thrill racing through her veins.

As he stirs beneath her, opening those beautiful hazel eyes to look at her, she feels herself growing even wetter with anticipation of what the day might hold for them. For now, though, there's only this moment: their bodies tangled together in a web of desire that seems almost impossible to untangle.

Her voice is soft and breathy as she whispers his name back to him. "Morning," she pants between hitched breaths, her body moving harder against his thick length still buried deep inside her. "I missed you last night." Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath them, tensing as she pushes herself down on his rigid shaft, feeling him slide deeper with every thrust.

His eyes meet hers and she can see the desire burning bright in their hazel depths. It makes her heart race and her body ache for more of him; to be claimed completely by this man who holds her so close yet still feels so far away sometimes. She leans forward, pressing their lips together in a hungry kiss that leaves them both gasping for air when they finally part.

"I love you," she whispers against his mouth before pulling back slightly to look at him once more, eyes smoldering with need.