Looking at him, I nod. Then he holds me to him while we stabilise our breathing and then walks over to the lounger and lowers me onto it, bringing his body down with me so the connection isn't broken.
He stares down at me with the most incredible amount of sincerity gushing from his eyes.
"Babe, do you feeling how perfect we are together?" He slowly withdraws and sinks back in, setting a smooth, steady foundation for what's to come.
He wants to make love.
"Can you feel it?'" he asks softly, repeating the scorching motion, accelerating my need for him.
"Yes, can. I do." I confirm quietly.
At our first time when we connected, I have felt it already and it's probably even from the beginning when our eyes met each other in his office.
He continues with his slow pace, a restrained stroke, and I shift my hands down to his back, trailing soft flicks over his firm flesh.
Then he drops a kiss on my lips.