"Make love to me..." she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. Those four words ignited something deep within me.
In seconds, I was fumbling out of my clothes with such frantic haste that anyone watching would have laughed at my lack of composure. My shirt landed in one corner of the room, my trousers in another, discarded without a second thought.
When she looked at me, a flicker of longing crossed her face. Her eyes brightened with unmistakable desire, and a shy, playful smile curved across her lips.
She held my gaze for a long moment before speaking again.
"Please, Alex? Will you fuck me?"
I could never refuse Heaven, and in that moment it was almost impossible when we both longed for the same thing.
I gave a quiet nod.
A gentle smile spread across her face as she leaned back onto the bed, completely at ease, her trust in me evident in the way she relaxed. I moved closer, positioning myself beside her, pausing for a moment to admire the woman I had come to love.
