Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
What the hell!
She was more beautiful than he remembered her. His dreams did not seem to do her justice.
He was going to hell, but who cared?
Impatiently, he lowered himself, letting his lips start at her lips before traveling down her chin, neck, and shoulders.
"Do you want me to kiss this?" He touched her left breast, cradling them perfectly in the palm of his hands.
He noticed her hesitation. It appeared she was still having second thoughts. Nonetheless, her desire outweighed everything else as she nodded her head.
"I want you to say it. Say what you want me to do." He wanted her words. He wanted to hear her voice. He wanted her to moan her pleasure and satisfaction.
He wanted her to shout his name once he possessed her and claimed her as his. He expected her to remember everything great about this night.
