"I love you, Andrew," she tugged on his shirt's collar, her frail hands trying to lower his head to hers for a kiss.
"I love you, my queen," Andrew leaned in to kiss her passionately as he stroked her hair gently.
Mary opens her lips to him, her fingers fidgeting with her buttons. She blushes as she feels his muscles and broad shoulders.
"Beautiful," Andrew whispered as he unpinned her hair and let it flow down to her waist.
"You are so beautiful," her golden hair cascaded down to her waist as she looked into the eyes of the one she loves.
"Mary," he removed her cape and kissed her bare shoulders, smelling her scent, loving the feel of her skin on his lips.
She sighs softly as he kissed her shoulders. Her fingers trailed down from his immaculate chest to his abs, all the while blushing as she explored his body.
Her lips trembled from the sudden sensation of his tongue on her neck as her fingers gently played with his hair.
