Alex seemed to sense it too, because his hands began to move again, sliding over her back in slow, languid strokes that made her sigh with pleasure. His lips followed the path of his hands, pressing gentle kisses to her shoulder, her neck, until he reached her ear, his breath hot against her skin.
“I want to make love to you all night,” he whispered, his voice rough and filled with promise. “I want to explore every inch of you, to memorize the way you feel, the way you taste… until there’s nothing left between us but this.”
The raw hunger In his voice sent a thrill through her, and she arched against him, her body already responding to his words. “Then don’t stop,” she breathed, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer. “I’m yours, Alex. All of me.”
Her words seemed to Ignite something in him, because the next kiss was fiercer, more demanding. He rolled them over until she was beneath him, his body pressing hers into the couch, his hands cradling her face as he kissed her with a passion that took her breath away. There was a fire in his touch now, an urgency that mirrored her own, and it made her ache for him all the more.
His hands roamed her body with a new intensity, exploring every curve, every dip, as if he couldn’t get enough of her. He kissed down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin in a way that made her gasp, her fingers digging into his shoulders as pleasure shot through her.
He pulled back just enough to meet her eyes, his gaze dark and filled with so much emotion it made her heart skip a beat. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, his voice thick with awe. “I can’t believe I get to have you like this.”
She smiled up at him, her heart swelling with emotion. “You have me, Alex. Completely.”
His response was another searing kiss, his lips claiming hers with a hunger that left her breathless. He moved against her, his body hard and insistent, and she could feel his need for her, just as strong and undeniable as her own.
When he entered her again, it was slow and deliberate, as if savoring every inch, every sensation. The slow, torturous pace made her moan, her hands clutching at him, urging him deeper, harder, but he held back, teasing her with his control.
“Alex… please,” she gasped, her voice thick with need. “I need you.”
His breath hitched at her words, and with a low growl, he began to move, his pace quickening until he was thrusting into her with a rhythm that had her crying out in pleasure. The tension between them built rapidly, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter until it was almost unbearable.
Their moans filled the cabin, a symphony of pleasure that echoed off the walls, blending with the crackling fire and the whisper of the wind outside. Every thrust, every movement was perfectly synchronized, their bodies moving together as if they had been made for each other.
The intensity of it all was overwhelming, the pleasure so exquisite it bordered on pain. She could feel herself spiraling closer to the edge, her body tightening around him as the orgasm built inside her, powerful and unstoppable.
“Alex… I’m… oh God,” she cried out, her back arching as the climax ripped through her, leaving her trembling and breathless beneath him.
He wasn’t far behind, his pace growing erratic as he chased his own release. With a final deep thrust, he followed her over the edge, his body tensing as he buried himself deep inside her, his groan of pleasure vibrating through her.
For a moment, they just clung to each other, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths mingling as they slowly came down from the high. The world outside was forgotten, and all that mattered was the warmth of his body against hers, the steady beat of his heart, the softness of his breath against her skin.
When he finally pulled back, his eyes were soft, filled with a tenderness that made her heart swell. He brushed his thumb over her cheek, his touch gentle and reverent. “I love you, Emily,” he whispered, the words tumbling out as if he couldn’t hold them back any longer.
Her heart skipped a beat at the confession, her breath catching as she looked up at him, her own emotions swirling inside her. “I love you too, Alex,” she whispered back, her voice thick with emotion. “So much.”
He kissed her again, slow and sweet, as if sealing the words between them, and she melted into him, her heart soaring. This was everything she had ever wanted, everything she had dreamed of, and now that she had it, she knew she would never let it go.
As they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the fire slowly dying down in the hearth, she knew that this was just the beginning of something incredible. They had finally crossed that line, and there was no going back—but she wouldn’t have it any other way.
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