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Just giving herself to me, this one simple kiss showed me more of who she truly was.

It humbled me.

Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her closer to me, needing to feel her body wrapped around mine. Neither of us spoke as we looked into each other’s eyes, feeling each other, as desire rushed between us.

I could see the love deep in her eyes as she captured my attention, drawing me deeper into her embrace. She was everything I ever wanted and didn’t know I needed. She gave me peace when my life was in turmoil. She gave me love when I lashed out at the world. She was my best friend when I felt all alone. She was my everything. There were no words to describe the depth of my devotion for her.

A hunger I never realized surfaced. My body reacted as my arms tightened around her as she continued to look directly at me longingly. Her eyes drew me inside her deeply, to her core.

The earth felt as if it had stopped.

Nothing moved.

Then she smiled at me as a swift breeze blew into the room, wrapping us in its embrace. Birds started chirping, the moon shined brightly, illuminating only her as she whispered my name, “Gio.”

My breath caught as her gentle touch sent sparks along my skin as if her fingers kissedevery inch of my body.

I felt as if all the air had been sucked out of the room. She had me enraptured within her embrace, and I was helpless in her arms. She had bewitched me, put me under her spell, and I knew in this precise moment, I would do anything she asked.

“Love me, Gio,” her soft words floated between us, settling deep in my heart.

“Always,” I said as my lips devoured hers. My tongue surged into her hot wet mouth. I moaned as she sucked my tongue deeper.

I was hard instantly.

I wanted to consume her, to ravage her, to claim her mind, body, and soul.

Firming my hold, I moved quickly and placed her on the bed, her beautiful hair splayed out, making her look like the goddess she was.

Looking deeply into her eyes, I growled, “You are mine.”

I never felt so primal, so unevolved, almost as if something animalistic had taken over my body, demanding that I make her mine forever. I could see the lust in her eyes, smell her arousal as it surrounded me like an intoxicating perfume.

She was enchanting, and she was mine.

There was nothing in this world that I wouldn’t do for her, just to see her looking at me the way she was right at this moment. I could see the yearning, the longing she had for me, and it humbled me. After everything she’d been through, she still wanted me.

Only me.

Ripping the towel from my waist, I threw it, not caring where it landed.

My heart swelled as I saw her desire, the lust emanating from her face.

She licked her lips in anticipation, and I silently moaned.

“Gio, please,” she whispered. “I can’t wait anymore.”

I know she spoke the truth because I was barely hanging on myself.

I had been waiting patiently for weeks now, giving her the time she needed to heal and get her mind right. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.

I could clearly see the state of arousal she was in. Her face was flushed, her nipples were hard, her breathing was erratic, and the heady aroma of her scent intoxicated my lust for her.

I positioned myself between her legs, tucking my arm under her knee, bringing her leg toward her stomach. I looked down, seeing her soaking wet pussy. Her tiny red clit glistened with fluid. I wanted to spend days devouring her, drinking from her, watching her moan and thrash under me, and I would like to. But not right now.

My exploration would come later. Now, I needed to be inside her. I needed to claim her as mine for all eternity. Using my free hand, I grabbed my dick and glided the head of my penis to her pussy, rubbing it slowly up and down between her wet folds. Coating her juices all over me.

The anticipation was about to push her over the edge as she stared at me with primal desire aching for what was about to happen.


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