"I Do"

Vasco picked her up and carried her effortlessly to the bedroom, their bodies moving in perfect unison.

When they reached the bed, he stopped, his eyes boring into hers as if he wanted to read her soul. "I missed this ," he whispered, his voice full of emotion. "I missed you ." Akira's heart pounded wildly in her chest. She had missed him too, but she had never admitted it to herself.

But in that moment, she let go of her fear and became vulnerable. She ran her fingers along his chin and whispered, "Let's not waste another second."

The night unfolded its magic and they discovered a new side of their relationship.

Their movements were a perfect symphony, each touch a revelation of their love. They explored each other with an intensity that made words superfluous.

Vasco's hands slid over Akira's body, igniting a fire that she hadn't felt for a long time.

He untied her dress, which fell to the floor, and her bare skin glowed in the light of the crescent moon that shone through the window.

Akira sank down on the bed and Vasco followed, his body over hers. His kisses burned her skin while his hands caressed her breasts, already responding to his touch.

She sighed as his fingers caressed her sensitive tips and a moan escaped her throat that filled the room. "Vasco ," she whispered, a plea in her voice demanding more from him.

He heard her plead and leaned down to take one of her peaks into his mouth. His tongue danced over the sensitive tip while his hand massaged the other breast.

Akira arched under his touch, her hands clutching the sheets as if a storm was taking her. "Please, Vasco ," she whispered, a needy tone in her voice.

He let her nipple slip from his mouth and kissed his way down to her stomach, pausing for a moment to admire the beauty of her body.

Then he ran his tongue over her navel before moving further down. His hands grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to him as his lips reached her intimate area.