I was lost in an ocean of pleasure, drowning in Henry's passionate gaze. His lips crashed onto mine, sending waves of heat through my body. His hands slipped under my dress, caressing me to heights that left me breathless.
Henry's desire and hunger blazed through his eyes as he pinned my hands above my head. His kiss was raw, intense, and all-consuming. I felt my feet lift off the ground, weightless in his embrace.
As he drew back, Henry's eyes burned with adoration. He shed his shirt, revealing his chiseled physique. I couldn't help but admire the beauty of his body.
"Your turn," Henry whispered, taking my hand and placing it on his chest. My fingers explored his contours, tracing the lines of his muscles. His eyes never left mine, filled with love and longing.
When I finished, Henry's lips claimed mine in a tender kiss. His tongue swept across my lower lip, and I writhed beneath him, craving more. He removed my dress, his touch igniting shivers.
Henry's hands, lips, and tongue explored my body, savoring every curve. I gasped as his fingers grazed my inner thighs, coaxing shivers from my very core. His tongue followed, sending me quivering uncontrollably.
"Henry, please..." I begged, my hands fisting in his hair.
He gave me the kiss I craved, our hunger and love entwining. His hand slid between my thighs, and I cried out in pleasure.
"You're mine, Ariel," Henry whispered, his voice filled with love. "No one can pleasure you like I can."
As his fingers stroked me, I felt my body tighten, muscles contracting. A spasm washed over me, leaving me breathless and limp.
"This is just the beginning, my love," Henry promised, his lips tracing my ear.
Henry laid me on the bed, without hesitation, he slid into me. The kissing and stroking resumed, reigniting the fire within me. Henry's hands grasped my hips, and I felt a brief moment of discomfort, but it gave way to incredible pleasure.
Our bodies moved as one, friction building a blaze that consumed us. I was on fire, and only Henry's love could quench the flames.
With each thrust, Henry whispered words of love and adoration. His passion was a gentle storm, soothing my soul.
In that moment, I knew I belonged to him, body, heart, and soul. Our love was a flame that would burn bright, guiding us through life's trials.
As we reached the peak of our passion, Henry's eyes locked onto mine. "Forever, Ariel," he whispered.
"Forever," I echoed, our love sealing our fate.
In the aftermath, Henry held me close, our hearts beating as one. I knew that our love would conquer all, no matter what challenges lay ahead.
And with that thought in mind, I fell asleep.