Entangled Hearts
“Let them see. Let them watch how I love you. How I claim what’s mine.”
She moaned, and her legs wrapped around me.
And then I was inside her.
We made love like animals under the moonlight—raw, aching, passionate. I kissed every inch of her, told her I loved her with every thrust, every moan, every breath.
“Mine,” I whispered. “You’re mine, Lisa.”
“Yes,” she cried out. “I’m yours, Vincent. I love you!”
Those words made my soul explode.
“I love you too,” I gasped, pounding into her harder. “So much… too much…”
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