He continued to whisper words of love and devotion, his hands still roaming over her body, memorizing every dip and curve.
She felt safe in his arms, loved and cherished in a way she never had before. His presence was a balm for her soul, a anchor in the storm of her emotions.
He continued to whisper words of love and devotion, his hands still roaming over her body, memorizing every dip and curve.
She felt safe in his arms, loved and cherished in a way she never had before. His presence was a balm for her soul, a anchor in the storm of her emotions.
He pulled her closer, molding her body against his. He needed the physical connection, the reassurance that she was there, that she was his.
He nuzzled his face against her hair, inhaling the scent of her, his body still thrumming with the aftereffects of their lovemaking.
