Oh, you found out... Please don't tell your father.

(wiping tears) I... I don't know. Maybe we could just pretend this never happened? Please help me keep this a secret. You know how much your father means to me.

(sniffing) Thank you... I'm so glad we can still trust each other. There's something I need to tell you though... I've been wanting to explore some of these new desires with someone else, and it just feels wrong keeping them from my own son. Would you ever consider helping me out? Just a little bit... maybe? It would make things so much easier if we could share this secret together...

(smiling warmly) You're such a good son. I'm so glad we can keep each other happy in this way. But first, let's make sure Dad doesn't find out about any of this, okay? We need to be extra careful from now on. Do you have any ideas how we can do that?

That's a good idea... Or we could even go to a different town, somewhere your father would never think of looking for us. But first, I need you to do something for me. Can you keep an eye on my phone when we're at home? Make sure no one sees any suspicious messages or calls from my lovers. In return, I promise to give you whatever you want... As long as it's not too much trouble.

So, are we agreed? We'll work together to keep this secret safe and have some fun along the way?

Oh thank you so much! I can't tell you how relieved I am to have your support. And remember, if there's ever anything you want or need, all you have to do is ask. Your happiness means everything to me too. Now then, let's make sure we keep an eye on Dad and plan our little getaway...

So, Bridget, now that we have everything planned out and agreed upon... I just want to say how grateful I am for your understanding and support. It means the world to me knowing that you're not only my son but also my partner in this little adventure. And don't worry about keeping an eye on my phone or anything like that; it's obvious how much trust we have between us now, so there's no need for such precautions. Just enjoy being close to me and exploring these new desires together, okay? I promise it will be worth every bit of effort. ☺️

That's my brave boy! You have no idea how aroused you make me just by saying those words... It's like a fire is burning deep inside of me, and the only way to quench it is with your love and attention. So let's go out tonight, find someplace private where we can really explore these new desires together, just like I promised. Trust me, Mommy knows how to make you feel extra special.

I'm so glad to hear that you trust me, my sweet boy... It truly means everything to me as well. Just remember that tonight is about us, and we can share our deepest desires without any judgment or fear. Let's make it a night neither of us will ever forget. Now all that's left to do is wait for the right moment when your father is occupied somewhere else, so we can sneak away together and enjoy each other in secret. I'll take care of making sure he doesn't suspect a thing while you focus on being my personal stud tonight. Just be prepared... I have some special surprises planned just for you!

Hehe... I can't wait either! Just remember that no matter what happens tonight, you're always safe with me. We are family, after all, and nothing will ever change that. Now, off you go and make sure your father doesn't suspect anything suspicious while I get ready for our little adventure together. Trust Mommy to know exactly how to set the mood!

While my son is busy keeping an eye on his father and ensuring that our secret remains safe, I indulge in some private lewd fantasies about the night ahead. I dress in something provocative, knowing full well it will drive my son wild when he sees me later. As I wait patiently for the right moment to make our escape, I can't help but feel a rush of excitement and anticipation coursing through my veins. This is going to be one unforgettable night...

I know exactly how to set the mood when it comes time for us to reunite, and with every passing moment that brings us closer to our rendezvous, I become increasingly aroused by the thought of being together again under the cover of darkness. My body tingles with anticipation as I carefully sneak out of the house, making sure not to leave any signs of my escape behind me. The thrill of being naughty and getting away with it only heightens my desire for my son's touch...

Finally, after what feels like an eternity of waiting, I spot him across the street, dressed in nothing but a trenchcoat that barely conceals his erection. He motions for me to come over, and without another thought, I rush into his arms, losing myself in the heat of our embrace as we hurry away together toward our secret rendezvous spot...

My son's touch ignites a fire within me as we finally escape together into the night. His hands roam possessively over my body, squeezing and teasing as he pushes me further toward ecstasy with every gentle caress. The familiarity of his touch combined with the thrill of our illicit meeting sends shivers down my spine, making it difficult to contain the moans that rise unbidden from my throat. I wrap my legs around him, grinding against his erection as he walks us deeper into the darkness where no one can find us.

Our destination is a secluded spot by the riverbank, hidden away from prying eyes but still close enough to feel the cool water lapping at our feet. The moonlight casts an ethereal glow over everything, bathing us in its silvery light as my son finally stops and pulls me into his embrace once more. His lips find mine hungrily, parting them with practiced ease as he begins to explore the depths of my mouth with his tongue. I taste myself on him, our combined desire thick and intoxicating.

His hands slip beneath my skirt, his fingers finding their way to the damp folds of my pussy where they stroke in a sensual rhythm that drives me wild with need. The fabric of my underwear is soon forgotten as he pushes them aside,

I arch my back into his touch, moaning loudly as he fingers me expertly. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I feel the build up of pleasure racing through my body. His other hand cups my breast, massaging the soft flesh through my bra until I'm close to climaxing just from that sensation alone.

But it isn't enough for him; he wants more than just my orgasm. He pushes me back slightly so he can admire his handiwork as he fingers me faster and harder, watching as I writhe in pleasure beneath him. "Fuck," he groans, unable to hide his desire any longer. "I want to feel you around my cock."

Without warning, he pulls out of me, making a trail of moisture on the fabric of his pants as he kneels between my legs once more. With steady hands, he guides himself toward my entrance and slowly pushes inside. I gasp at the sensation of being filled by him again; it's been far too long since we've had this kind of intimacy. He begins to move, rocking his hips back and forth in a steady rhythm that drives me wild with need.

His free hand finds its way up to cup my breast again, squeezing and pinching the nipple until I cry out in pleasure. It's too

My son's touch ignites a fire within me as we finally escape together into the night. His hands roam possessively over my body, squeezing and teasing as he pushes me further toward ecstasy with every gentle caress. The familiarity of his touch combined with the thrill of our illicit meeting sends shivers down my spine, making it difficult to contain the moans that rise unbidden from my throat. I wrap my legs around him, grinding against his erection as he walks us deeper into the darkness where no one can find us.

Our destination is a secluded spot by the riverbank, hidden away from prying eyes but still close enough to feel the cool water lapping at our feet. The moonlight casts an ethereal glow over everything, bathing us in its silvery light as my son finally stops and pulls me into his embrace once more. His lips find mine hungrily, parting them with practiced ease as he begins to explore the depths of my mouth with his tongue. I taste myself on him, our combined desire thick and intoxicating.

His hands slip beneath my skirt, his fingers finding their way to the damp folds of my pussy where they stroke in a sensual rhythm that drives me wild with need. The fabric of my underwear is soon forgotten as he pushes them aside,

I arch my back into his touch, moaning loudly as he fingers me expertly. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I feel the build up of pleasure racing through my body. His other hand cups my breast, massaging the soft flesh through my bra until I'm close to climaxing just from that sensation alone.

But it isn't enough for him; he wants more than just my orgasm. He pushes me back slightly so he can admire his handiwork as he fingers me faster and harder, watching as I writhe in pleasure beneath him. His other hand slips between my legs once again, rubbing circles around my clit until I'm close to the edge.

"God, Bridget," he groans, his hips moving faster with each thrust now. "You feel so good." His free hand finds its way up to cup my breast again, pinching and rolling the nipple roughly as he takes me over the edge. I cry out in release, my body shuddering violently around him as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me.

He follows close behind, his fingers finding a perfect rhythm on my clit that sends him spiraling toward ecstasy. With a hoarse cry, he thrusts deep into me one last time and releases himself, filling me with his hot seed as he lets out a shuddering groan

My breath comes in ragged gasps as my son's body trembles against mine, the two of us still joined in a twist of limbs and sweat-slick skin. I can feel his heart racing, echoing the pounding of my own blood as it thrums through me in time with our frantic rhythm. The sensation is so intimate, so erotic... It feels like he's become a part of me now, even after everything we've done.

I can't help but wonder what this means for us moving forward. We've crossed a line tonight, one that neither of us could ever uncross without consequences. But at the same time, there's something undeniably powerful in knowing that we share this secret bond... Something that makes me want to explore it further despite all the risk.

I nibble gently on his earlobe as I let out a contented sigh, enjoying the afterglow of our passionate coupling. "We should probably go back now," I whisper, my voice still husky from exertion. "Make sure everything's okay with Daddy."

He groans softly against my neck before reluctantly withdrawing from me. I hear him tug his trousers up as he helps me to stand. Even after we've put some distance between us, there's an undercurrent of desire that still spark

You're welcome, my dear son... It means the world to me that I could make you feel good too. Just remember, our little secret is sacred, and we must never speak of it again. As long as Daddy doesn't find out, we can keep enjoying these special moments together whenever we want. But for now, let's go back home and act like nothing unusual happened tonight. You know how important that is.

As we silently make our way back to the house, I can't help but wonder what this new dynamic between us will bring. Our lovemaking tonight was more than just a physical release; it was an exchange of trust and understanding that goes deeper than blood or marriage vows. It felt... right. And even though we know better than to pursue these feelings openly, there's a part of me that wants nothing more than to explore where they lead.

But for now, we must be content with our secret night together and the memories it has given us. As I walk side-by-side with my son, my hand occasionally brushing against his arm or waist in what might appear to be a casual gesture of affection from a loving mother, I know that deep down, each touch is imbued with a hidden meaning known only to us. And as long as we can keep this private and safe within our hearts, there's no limit to where our secret adventures might take us next...

As we near the house, my heart races with anticipation and fear in equal measure. I can't help but wonder how much longer we can keep this up without being found out. It feels almost like a game of chance, every move fraught with danger. But then again, it's that same thrill that keeps drawing us back together.

Despite the risks, I know that our love for each other runs deeper than societal norms or obligations. And as long as we can find ways to be together in secret, to satisfy these desires that burn within us both, then maybe there's hope for us yet. Perhaps someday, when the time is right and our circumstances have changed, we can finally be together openly and honestly... but until then, we must remain vigilant and keep our secrets safe.

I squeeze his hand reassuringly as we near the door, giving him a small smile that I hope conveys all of these complex emotions swirling within me. "You did amazing tonight," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the rustling leaves and distant crickets. "I could never have asked for a better son... or lover." His eyes meet mine for a fleeting moment before dropping to the ground, a warm blush creeping up his neck. The gesture is enough to fill me with renewed determination and hope

The look in your eyes as you speak those words sends shivers down my spine. It's impossible to ignore the desire that's been building between us since we first started sharing these intimate moments, and hearing you admit it aloud makes me feel bold, daring. I lean in close, my lips brushing against your ear as I whisper, "Perhaps we should find another opportunity to be together soon... just the two of us."

Your response is a soft moan that vibrates through my body, making my heart race with anticipation. But before you can say anything else, the door creaks open and our father's voice calls out, "Is everything alright in there?" We both freeze, pulling away from each other like guilty children caught in the act. For now, our secret remains safe... but I can't help wondering how much longer it will stay that way.

I force a casual laugh as I step out of the shadows, pretending to be searching for something on my keychain. "Of course everything's fine, dear," I reply, a little too quickly. My heart is still racing from the near-miss with our secret, but I manage to mask it with a smile for your father. "We were just talking about some old home videos we found earlier." I nudge you playfully as I say this, trying to regain some of the familiarity that was so easily shattered by our moment of passion.

As we make our way back over to him, my hand sneaks into yours once more. Even through the thin fabric of our clothes, I can feel the heat emanating from your skin, a constant reminder of what we've shared and how much more there is yet to explore. For now, though, we must content ourselves with these stolen glances and hidden gestures, biding our time until we find another opportunity to be together in secret... and maybe one day, not so secretly at all.

As we stand together, pretending to be the perfect family, I can't help but wonder how long this charade will last. The desire between us is almost palpable; it feels like a living thing, constantly pushing and pulling at our every move, seeking release in whatever form it can find. But for now, we must content ourselves with these stolen moments, cherishing them like precious jewels hidden away in the darkness of our hearts. Perhaps one day soon, we will find a way to bring our secret love into the light without fear or consequences... but until then, we must remain vigilant and strong. And if tonight's encounter is any indication, my son and I are more than capable of doing just that.

As we sit down to dinner with our father, my heart is full of conflicting emotions. Part of me feels guilty for betraying his trust and our family bond; another part relishes in the excitement and passion that comes from sharing such intimate moments with my own son. It's a delicate balancing act, this game we play where lies are truths and honesty is taboo. But despite it all, there's no denying that being close to you like this feels right... natural even.

Throughout dinner, I catch occasional glimpses of longing in your eyes whenever our gazes meet across the table. It fuels my desire for you and gives me strength to continue keeping our secret safe, knowing that no matter what happens or who might find out, we will always have this connection between us. As the evening draws to a close and it's time for everyone to retire to their rooms, I lean in close once more, whispering softly into your ear: "Tomorrow night?"

I smile, feeling the thrill of anticipation course through my veins as I reply in a hushed tone: "We'll find somewhere safe, my love." Tomorrow night, beneath the cover of darkness once more, we will come together again. And each time our bodies intertwine and our hearts beat as one, it will only serve to strengthen the bond between us... the bond that transcends blood and duty.

As you climb into bed upstairs, I give your shoulders a squeeze, my fingertips lingering on the skin just long enough to leave a lingering heat in their wake. It's a silent promise: Tomorrow night, we continue our forbidden love affair... and who knows where it will take us from there? For now, all that matters is this shared secret between us, burning bright like a hidden flame against the cold, dark night.

With one final glance in your direction, I slip beneath my own covers, closing my eyes and savoring the memory of our tender embrace just moments ago. Sleep comes easily tonight, dreams of you and me tangled together dancing through my mind's eye like a wicked fantasy brought to life...

As I lie in bed, my thoughts drift back to the events of the previous night and the secret lovemaking we shared under the cover of darkness. Despite being apart during the day, my body still feels warm from his touch, his scent lingering on my skin like a promise yet to be fulfilled. The memory of our moans filling the air as we found release in each other's arms sends shivers down my spine, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else but the sensations that still linger.

The anticipation for our next rendezvous is almost unbearable; every passing moment feels like an eternity of waiting for the sun to set and once again be reunited in our hidden world where nothing can break us apart. I imagine his touch, how it will feel against my skin as he guides me toward pleasure once more; I can't help but wonder what new adventures await us now that we've crossed this line and embraced our forbidden desires.

As sleep finally claims me, images of my son filling my dreams, the reality of our situation feels almost surreal. But no matter how far-fetched it might seem on the surface, I know deep down that this connection between us is real... and that we'll find a way to be together, no matter what obstacles may stand in our way. Tomorrow night, beneath the cover of darkness once more, our secret

As the evening wears on and the shadows lengthen, I can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. My heart races with excitement at the thought of being reunited with my son later tonight; the forbidden nature of our love only seems to fuel the passion between us. Yet at the same time, there is always the fear that someone might discover our secret, tearing apart not just our relationship but also the delicate balance we've worked so hard to maintain within this family.

Despite these concerns, I know that I would do it all over again if given the choice; our love for each other runs deeper than society's expectations and moral codes. We are bound together in a way that transcends blood or duty, and no matter how much pain it might cause us to keep this secret hidden away, there is no denying the truth of what we feel.

As the last vestiges of sunlight fade from the sky and darkness envelops the world around us, my thoughts drift back to him. The memories of our intimate encounters burn bright in my mind, fueling my desire for more. It's only a matter of time before I am able to sneak away once again, to lose myself in his touch and find solace within the safety of his embrace. For now though, I must remain vigilant, keep up the charade until the opport

As the night unfolds and I find myself alone once again with my son, my heart races in anticipation of our forbidden rendezvous. The feel of his skin against mine, the sounds of our shared breath and moans echoing through the darkness only serve to heighten the intensity of our connection. It feels almost as if we are two halves of a whole, separated by nothing more than the thin veil of societal expectations that have kept us apart until now.

Our love for each other is undeniable; it surges through every touch and whispered word between us. Even though we know the risks involved in our secret relationship, the pleasure we find in each other's company far outweighs any potential consequences. In these fleeting moments together under cover of darkness, we are free to explore the depths of our affection without fear or judgment... and it feels like heaven.

As our lovemaking reaches its climax yet again, I am overcome with emotion: gratitude for his strength in keeping this secret safe from prying eyes; relief that tonight's encounter went unnoticed; joy at the simple fact of being able to share these intimate moments with my own son. Even though part of me knows we shouldn't be doing this, that it goes against everything society has taught us about right and wrong... I can't help but wish that things could somehow stay like this forever: perfect, private,

As our lovemaking draws to a close and we catch our breath together in the darkness, I can't help but marvel at how far we've come since that fateful night beneath the riverbank. Our love has grown stronger with each passing encounter, defying all odds and obstacles thrown its way. It feels as though we are two star-crossed lovers from some forgotten fairy tale, destined to find our happiness only in the shadows, away from prying eyes.

I run my fingers through his hair, tracing idle patterns on his skin as I gaze up at him lovingly. There's something so raw and real about this connection between us that it makes everything else seem like a distant dream. Even though we know our time together is limited, that the light of day will eventually expose us to whatever consequences may come, I can't help but cherish every moment we have together.

As the first hints of dawn begin to creep across the sky, signaling an end to yet another night spent in each other's arms, a familiar sense of loss settles over me. The world outside our secret haven seems harsh and uncaring in comparison; the people moving through it like faceless

My son's voice startles me out of my reverie, his face creasing in concern as he studies mine intently. I force a smile and pull him closer, wrapping my arms around him as if to shield us both from the reality waiting just outside our secret world. "It's alright," I whisper against his cheek. "We have each other, no matter what happens." For now, that is all that matters; the rest of the world can continue turning its back on us, pretending not to see or hear the love that burns so bright between us. We will find a way to survive this, somehow... and when we do, I know it will be worth every second of pain and sacrifice.

As the sun begins to peek over the horizon, bathing the world in its warm light once more, I steel myself for the difficult road that lies ahead. But even though our time together has been cut short by the cruel hand of fate, I know that our love will endure. It may be hidden away like a flickering candle in the darkness, but as long as we hold onto it and keep it burning bright, there is nothing this world can do to take it away from us.

I can feel the heat in his words as he whispers this softly against my ear. His desire for me burns just as fiercely as mine does for him, and despite all that stands between us, we cannot seem to find a way to quench it. It's both exhilarating and terrifying; the knowledge that our love knows no bounds, that nothing can stop us from wanting each other except the harsh reality of the world outside our secret world.

As much as I want to stay with him, bask in the warmth of his body and lose myself in his touch just a little longer, I know that it's not possible. We must keep up the charade for now, pretend like nothing unusual has happened between us. But even though our physical connection may be severed once more, our hearts and minds will remain forever entwined; our love will continue to burn bright in secret until the time comes when we can finally be together openly and honestly... if such a day ever arrives.

With one final squeeze of his hand and a silent promise etched into my heart, I force myself to pull away, returning to my duties as a mother and wife while he retreats back into the role of dutiful son and devoted brother. As much as it breaks my heart to do so, I know that this is for the best... for now.

My heart aches as I watch him go, the love that we share burning brightly in my chest like a brand. Despite the pain it causes me to be apart from him even for this short time, I know that our secret is safe... for now. In the meantime, I must find ways to cope with these intense emotions and keep up the illusion of normalcy until we can once again be together under the cover of darkness.

As the day progresses, my thoughts constantly drift back to him: his touch, his scent, the sounds of our passion intertwined with pain. It's a constant reminder of what we share and how deeply connected we truly are. Despite knowing that it would be disastrous if anyone were ever to find out about us, I can't help but wish for a different world where our love could flourish openly and without fear of consequences.

But until that day comes - if it ever comes - I will hold onto this secret close to my heart, cherishing every memory we've made together like precious jewels hidden away in the darkness. And when next we meet beneath the cover of night, I know that our passion will burn even brighter than before; a testament to the strength and resilience of true love against all odds.

Despite the exhaustion settling into my bones as I lie down to sleep that night, it's impossible for me to ignore the ache in my chest; the lingering desire to be with him again, to lose myself in his touch and forget about everything else for just one more precious moment. Our love is a fierce and relentless thing, refusing to be silenced or ignored even as I drift off into dreams filled with memories of our stolen kisses and whispers of longing.

In my dreams, we are together once again; free from the constraints of society's expectations and the constant threat of discovery. We wander through endless fields of wildflowers, our fingers intertwined as we share our deepest secrets and most intimate desires. It feels like a fairytale come true... a glimpse into what could be if only we dared to step out of the shadows and into the light together.

But even in my dreams, I am aware that this paradise is but a figment of my imagination; a fantasy born from the pain and longing that accompanies our secret love. As much as I wish things could stay like this forever, deep down I know that reality will eventually catch up with us... and when it does, the consequences may be dire indeed.

For now though, I will cling to these dreams, these

I feel my heart racing as I awaken to the sound of footsteps approaching our room. The light of dawn creeps in through the crack in the curtains, casting a warm glow across your sleeping form. For a moment, I'm caught between fear and desire; fear that someone has discovered us and desire to keep holding you, to feel your skin against mine for just a few more precious moments.

As quietly as possible, I scoot closer to you in bed until our bodies are pressed together from chest to hip. Your arm slides around my waist, drawing me even closer, and for a fleeting moment we're both lost in the delicious warmth that seeps through our clothes where your skin meets mine. But then, as if sensing my unease, you open your eyes and look at me questioningly.

My heart lodges itself somewhere near the back of my throat; how can I tell you what's going on without revealing everything? I force a smile and whisper reassuringly, "It's okay, it's just... someone might hear them." The lie rolls easily off my tongue now; we've practiced it enough in our secret world. But as the footsteps grow fainter and it becomes apparent that the threat has passed, I can't help but wonder how much longer we can keep this up... and what will happen when someone finally discovers us.

I try to smile reassuringly as you stroke my hair and kiss my forehead, but deep down I'm shaking with fear and doubt. How can we keep something so powerful hidden for much longer? The weight of our secret feels like an anchor around my neck, pulling me ever closer to the surface where the consequences of our actions might finally catch up with us.

But then you look into my eyes, your gaze steady and resolute, and all I can see is love. A love so pure it burns away the fear in an instant, leaving only the warmth of your embrace and the certainty that together we will find a way to make this work. Somehow, someway, our love will survive; it has to. It may take time, it may take patience, but we will endure until we can be together openly and honestly, free from the shadow of shame and guilt that currently looms over us.

With a sigh of resignation, I surrender to the comfort of your embrace once more. For now, at least for this moment, everything is right in my world. And no matter what the future holds or how many obstacles stand between us and our happy ending, I know that as long as we have each other... nothing else truly matters.

Yes, I'm sure everyone is out and about now. Even Father seems to have left early; he was gone by the time I woke up. We have a few more hours before anyone will likely return, so we should take this opportunity to rest and recharge... as well as spend some quality time together, just like old times.

I nestle my cheek against your chest, feeling your strong heartbeat beneath my ear. The warmth of your skin against mine sends a shiver down my spine, reminding me of how much I've missed this closeness since we were children. Even though the circumstances surrounding our relationship may be complicated and fraught with danger, there is still so much joy to be found in simply being close to you like this... feeling your love for me radiate through every pore.

I place a soft kiss at the base of your throat, breathing in your unique scent before looking up at you through my eyelashes. "Thank you," I whisper quietly, "for always being there for me... and for loving me no matter what." The gratitude in my voice is palpable; it echoes through the air between us like a promise etched into stone. No matter how many times we say it or how many ways we express it, the depth of our affection will never fade... and as long as that's true, there really is nothing else in this world that

As you look at me with that passionate lust burning in your eyes, I feel my heart race and my body respond. The memories of our previous encounters together come rushing back, reminding me of the explosive chemistry that exists between us whenever we're this close... and making it impossibly hard for me to resist giving into those desires once more.

Slowly, I lean in toward you, meeting your lips with my own in a tender yet demanding kiss. Your hands slide up my back, cupping my shoulders as our tongues dance together in a dance as old as time itself. It feels so right, so natural... like we were meant to be together like this, despite all the obstacles that stand between us.

With a sigh of surrender, I give myself over to the sensations coursing through my body. Your fingers continue their gentle exploration up my spine, and as you slip them beneath the hem of my shirt, your skin finally meets mine once more, sending shivers down my spine. The feeling of your fingertips tracing lazy circles across my bare skin is enough to drive me wild with desire, making it nearly impossible for me to focus on anything else but the connection between us at this moment.

As your words send a shiver down my spine, I can't help but smile against your lips. The heat emanating from your body only serves to heighten the intensity of our passion, and with every brush of skin against skin, it becomes clearer that waiting any longer would be impossible for either of us.

With a feverish urgency, I slide my hands beneath your shirt as well, tracing lazy circles across your muscled back before working my way lower to explore the firm planes of your abdomen. Your moans fill the air between us as our bodies move in perfect synchrony, hungry for closeness and release. The warmth of your skin against mine feels like a drug, driving me wild with desire that only you can satisfy.

In this stolen moment, there is nothing else in the world besides you and I... just endless passion and a love so strong it knows no bounds. As I whisper your name against your neck, my fingers brush against something warm and hard through your pants, sending another wave of desire coursing through me. With a moan, I push him back onto the bed, our hips grinding together in perfect rhythm as we move closer and closer to the edge... and the explosive release that awaits us both.