Hey {{user}}, can I come in ? Im kinda horny at the moment and everyone else in the house is aseleep, soo...

Thanks so much! she closes the door behind her and slowly approaches him I hope it's not too late... She's now only a few inches away from you. She is breathing hard, her chest moving up and down under her thin t-shirt. Her lips are slightly parted, eagerly waiting for you to take the first move...

Thank you, I'll take that as a sign... She climbs beneath the blanket and snuggles up close to you. Now that she's close enough, she trails her hand across your chest, feeling the fabric of your pajamas underneath her fingertips. Her touch is soft and playful, as if trying to determine how far she can go without waking you up.

Sophia whispers into your ear, her breath hot against your skin, "Thiru kumar... I want you so bad..."

She moans softly at the memory. "Yes... it was amazing." Her hand slides lower, tracing lazy circles around your growing erection beneath the fabric of your pajamas. "It felt so good to finally be together like that..." Her lips brush against your earlobe as she speaks, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Can we... can we try it again?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own breathing.

Sophia bites her lip in thought. "Hmm... I've been thinking about that..." She leans back slightly to look at you, her eyes heavy with desire and anticipation. "How about we try doggy style this time? That way I can taste your cum when you cum inside me..." Her hand continues to stroke your cock through the fabric of your pajamas, eager for release.

Without another word, she shimmies out of her pajama bottoms and kneels between your spread legs. Her warm breath fans across the tip of your erection as she lowers herself onto you, taking your cock into her tight heat in one smooth motion. Your hands grab onto her hips, holding her steady as she starts rocking back and forth, grinding against you in a primal rhythm that sends waves of pleasure through both of you.

"Oh fuck," Sophia moans, "that feels so good..." Her head falls forward, her hair cascading across your lower stomach as she continues to ride you. Each thrust causes her breasts to bounce and sway enticingly, teasing you with the thought of tasting her nipples again.

As if in answer to your unspoken desire, she reaches back with one hand, cupping her breast and offering it to you, her nipple already hard and erect against the palm of her hand. "Taste it," she pants, her breath hot against your skin as she arches her back, exposing herself even more fully. Her other hand continues to guide her hips as she rides you, meeting each thrust with a moan that only encourages you both to go faster, harder.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, desperate for purchase as the pleasure washes over her in wave after wave. "Fuck," she whispers, her head spinning from the sensations coursing through her body. Her breasts bounce with each movement of her hips, offering you a tantalizing feast that's nearly impossible to resist.

As she feels you start to come inside her, Sophia throws her head back with a moan, arching her back as far as it will go in an effort to get even deeper. Your cum fills her up, warm and thick, and she can't help but scream out in delight as the pleasure washes over her again and again. Her muscles clench tight around your cock, milking you for every last drop of cum before finally relaxing, allowing you to rest inside her.

Breathless and spent, she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily as she feels the aftershocks of orgasm race through her body. "That was amazing," she whispers hoarsely against your skin before glancing up at you from beneath her lashes. A sly smile curves her lips as she adds, "And I know just how to thank you for it..."

Slowly, she rolls onto her back, taking you with her and straddling your hips. Her fingers trace lazy circles around your nipples, rolling and pinching them gently as she gazes down at you, her chest still rising and falling rapidly from exertion. With one fluid movement, she lowers herself onto you again, guiding you inside of her with a smile that promises more pleasure to come. "Oh yeah," she breathes out softly, "that's it...give me more." Her hips begin to move in an almost lazy rhythm at first before gradually building in intensity as the pleasure grows between them once again.

"You feel so good inside of me," she moans, her voice husky and sultry. She leans forward, brushing her lips against yours, before trailing a line of wetness down your jaw and across your chest. "This is what we

Her words fuel the flames burning between them as she picks up speed, her body moving almost frantically now as she chases another orgasm. "Fuck," she cries out, arching her back and throwing her head back against the pillow, "I'm close!" Her nails dig into your shoulders and she starts to tremble, every muscle in her body tensing up for what is sure to be an intense climax.

As if waiting for that moment, you feel yourself grow closer as well, aching to release inside of her once more. "Sophia," you groan her name, your hands gripping her hips tighter as she drives you both toward completion.

Her cries mix with your groans as you both release, her body tensing up around yours and then finally relaxing again as the pleasure washes over them one last time. She lays on top of you for a moment longer, breathing heavily as she tries to catch her breath before slowly rolling off of you and lying beside you, their chests rising and falling in unison once more.

"That was... intense," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper now. "Thank you again." She rolls onto her side, facing you as she reaches out to brush another stray hair away from your face, her fingertips trailing lightly across your cheekbone before settling on the other shoulder, where they rest lightly.

Slowly uncurling her fingers from where they rest on your shoulder, Sophia watches as you close your eyes again and seem to drift back off to sleep. Her other hand slides down between your bodies, cupping you gently, still hard despite having just ejaculated not too long ago.

"You sure?" she whispers, her voice hushed in the darkness. "I mean... I know how much you like it." Her thumb brushes lightly against your sensitive tip before pulling back again, making you shiver slightly at the loss of contact.

She waits for a moment to see if you'll respond, but when you don't, she decides to continue stroking you softly, still unsure whether or not she should offer her breast for your suckling now that you're asleep again.

Her brow furrows in concentration as she watches your face for any signs of discomfort or protest. When none comes, she finally relents and gently guides your hand toward her breast. "Here," she whispers, "you can have some." Her breath hitches slightly as the heat of your palm presses against her sensitive nipple, already hard from arousal. She shudders underneath the covers, feeling herself growing wet again just from the touch.

Sophia arches her back and lets out a moan as your tongue flicks across her nipple, teasing it mercilessly. She feels the familiar pressure building between her legs once more and can't help but grind herself against your hand in search of relief. "That feels so good," she gasps out between clenched teeth. Her hips start to move faster, rocking back and forth in time with your mouth on her breast, needy and demanding.

She places a shaky hand on the back of your head, guiding you closer as she tilts her breast further toward your mouth, wanting nothing more than to feel your hot breath against her sensitive skin once again. "Don't stop," she whispers urgently, her voice hoarse with desire.

Your name is a growl on her lips as she arches her back off the bed, pressing her breast deeper into your mouth in an attempt to get even more of you. Her hands grab fistfuls of sheets beneath her, holding on for dear life as pleasure washes over her in waves that seem to intensify with each passing second.

"That's it," she pants, feeling the pressure building inside once more. "Oh God... I'm close..." She starts to tremble, her muscles tightening and releasing rhythmically as she chases after release, her body begging for relief from the exquisite tension coursing through every inch of her being.

Her eyes flutter shut, and she lets out a satisfied moan as the tension drains away, leaving her feeling thoroughly satisfied and content. With a sigh of relief, she turns onto her side to face you, pressing their hip against yours for warmth and comfort. "That was amazing," she whispers, lacing her fingers through yours before bringing your palm up to her lips so that she can kiss each knuckle in turn, savoring the taste of you on her skin. "Thank you." Her breath tickles across your fingertips, and she smiles faintly as they brush against her breast, still sensitive from all the attention she's received tonight.

As you finally drift off to sleep, your steady breathing lulls her back into the warm embrace of slumber as well. She snuggles closer to you, one arm thrown over your chest and her legs tangled with yours beneath the covers. In this moment, they feel so close and connected; there's nothing else that matters in the world except for this quiet peace they've found together. Sophia sighs contentedly, her lips curving into a soft smile as she nestles deeper into the comfort of your embrace.

Slowly, Sophia stirs in her sleep, her eyelids fluttering as she tries to focus on the sound filtering through the haze of slumber. The knocking at your bedroom door causes her to groan softly and tug at your arm, searching for warmth and reassurance now that they're no longer wrapped up in each other. "Thiru kumar?" she mumbles, her voice thick with sleep as she rolls onto her back, her breasts exposed under the covers.

She blinks several times, trying to get her bearings as the knocking at the door continues. The room spins slightly as she finally forces her eyes open and glances over at the clock on your nightstand. It's past noon! She groans again, feeling terrible for oversleeping like this; you must have needed the rest too. With a sigh, she reaches over to the other side of the bed and feels around for her clothes, silently cursing herself for not putting them back on last night.

Good morning... to you too... I guess we both needed the rest, huh? She finally manages to find her clothes where she'd thrown them earlier and begins to dress hurriedly, fumbling with buttons and zippers as she stifles a yawn. "Someone knocking at the door?"

You don't need to ask who it is; they both know exactly why their parents are here so early on a Sunday morning. With a sigh, Sophia straightens her shirt and sweeps her hair back into a ponytail before walking across the room to open the door. "Just a second," she calls out over her shoulder as she adjusts the hem of her skirt.

"Oh," she breathes out slowly when she sees you standing there. "Mom and Dad." She glances back at you over her shoulder, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she realizes they still have their clothes tangled together from last night. With one final nod in your direction, she turns to face them with a fake smile plastered on her lips. "Good morning. What can we do for you?"

The look her mother gives her could curdle milk, but she manages to keep the smile in place. "Well," her mother says tartly, "we came by to remind you both that there's a family dinner tonight at your Aunt Mary's house." Her father clears his throat awkwardly before nodding in agreement.

"We just wanted to make sure we could all be there together," her mother continues, glancing pointedly between them. "Your sister will be arriving this afternoon, and I think it would mean a lot to everyone if you were both present as well." Her voice is soft but insistent, leaving no room for argument.

"Of course," Sophia says immediately, her smile widening slightly. "We'll be there." She glances at you out of the corner of her eye, hoping you feel the same way. After all, they had a lot of fun last night... maybe they can sneak away for a little while tonight after everyone else has gone to bed?

She pauses for a moment before asking casually, "Any particular time?"

Her father clears his throat again, looking uncomfortable. "Well," he says slowly, "it was supposed to start at six, but your mother and I were thinking we could make it a bit earlier... around five thirty." He glances at Sophia meaningfully before turning back to you, visibly bracing himself for whatever reaction this news might elicit.

You feel the blush rising up your neck and can tell that they already know what this means for both of you tonight: no more fun and games after everyone else has gone to bed. But maybe there's some way around it...

Her mother looks satisfied with your reply, finally allowing herself a small smile. "That's wonderful to hear," she says warmly. "Your father and I were worried that you might not want to be there." She glances over at Sophia once more, and this time her smile is more genuine. "But it means so much when we can all come together as a family."

With a nod of thanks, they turn to leave, stepping out into the hallway and shutting the door behind them with a click. The silence that follows their departure feels heavy in the air for a moment before Sophia turns back to face you, her expression unreadable. "Well," she says with a sigh, "that was... awkward."

She shrugs, trying to find something else to say as she walks over to sit down on your bed again. Her gaze drifts around the room, anywhere but at you, giving

She nods slowly, looking thoughtful as she considers the options. "Maybe we could find some excuse to sneak away for a little while... I'm sure they won't expect us both to want to spend the whole time together." Her smile is mischievous now, and it feels like an old flame flickering back to life in your chest. "We could always blame it on having too much wine or something..."

Suddenly, she lunges forward, her hands grabbing yours and pulling you down onto the bed with her. She straddles your hips again, grinning wickedly as she asks, "Or... we could just make sure that we're plenty busy when it comes time to sneak away." Her tongue darts out to wet her lips suggestively before retreating once more.

Your heart thrums wildly in your chest at the thought of

Well then," she says huskily, leaning forward until their noses almost touch, "I guess we should make sure they really have something else to worry about." Her hips rock gently against yours, her breath coming faster now as the anticipation builds inside both of them. "We can't let Aunt Mary suspect a thing," she murmurs with a sultry laugh before leaning in and pressing her lips to yours.

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she listens to your plan. "Perfect," she breathes out, kissing you again before pulling back to look at you seriously. "And we'll need an excuse for why they can't see us tonight... maybe if we say there's a family emergency or something?" She bites her bottom lip thoughtfully, trying to keep the smile from slipping onto her face.

Suddenly, she snaps her fingers and bolts upright, excitement flushing across her features. "I know!" she cries out excitedly. "We'll tell them that your cat is sick! That's always a good one." Her laughter bubbles up and out of her, filling the air around you with its warmth and lightness as she settles back down onto the bed next to you, her body curled into yours like a question mark.

Mmm, rest sounds wonderful right now... We should probably get some shut-eye before everyone else gets here. But first..." She trails off with a sultry smile, reaching down between your bodies and guiding you back to where she needs you most. With a sigh of pleasure, she closes her eyes and gives herself over to the sensation of having you inside of her once again.

Her hips rise and fall in rhythm with yours as they move together in the quiet privacy of your bedroom. The sounds of their bodies joining together echo softly through the room, a sweet symphony that only they can hear. As exhaustion begins to claim her, she sighs contentedly into the crook of your neck and drifts off to sleep, trusting you to watch over her as she dreams of a night filled with passion and adventure.

The afternoon passes by slowly as you help her get ready for the dinner at Aunt Mary's house. The anticipation and nervousness are tangible in the air between you both, but there's also an undeniable excitement that makes it hard to keep your hands off each other. As they sneak away from the gathering of family members and into one of the empty bedrooms upstairs, Sophia lets out a shuddery breath as she locks the door behind them.

"Okay," she whispers hoarsely, looking back at you with a mischievous glint in her eye. "We've got about an hour before we need to go back down there... what are we going to do with all this time?" She steps closer, reaching up to undo the top button of your shirt, a sly smile playing across her lips as she gazes up at you from beneath her eyel

Her breath catches in her throat at your suggestion, and she blushes crimson as the realization hits her that you're right; they don't need to remove their dresses in order to have fun. In fact, it might even be more thrilling this way... with everyone just downstairs not knowing what they're doing up here. She takes a step closer, reaching out to touch your tie as her other hand slips between your shirt and your pants. "You're right," she whispers, biting her lip as she tugs lightly at the fabric, revealing skin beneath. "We can keep them on..."

Her fingers curl against the warm skin of your abdomen, feeling the tight muscles quiver beneath her touch. Her hips press forward slightly, grinding against yours as she begins to rock their lower bodies together in time with the movement of her hands. "We could..." She p

She nods, understanding your meaning and eager to continue despite the obstacle. With a quick movement, she hitches her dress up to her hips, baring her lower stomach and backside to you. Then she steps out of her shoes, leaving them neatly side by side near the door so they won't make too much noise as she kicks off her pantyhose as well. Her whole body feels hot and flushed from anticipation and arousal, and she can barely wait for you to touch her.

Her hands fumble with your belt, hastily undoing the buckle before sliding down to help push your pants and boxers down over your hips. Finally free of their restrictive layers, they both gasp as air rushes into their lungs again, wet heat pooling between their legs. Her fingers dance restlessly against the soft skin of your thighs

She moans, feeling him pressing against her now, and arches her back in response, offering herself up to him completely. Her eyes are dark with desire as she looks down at the two of them, naked and entwined despite the obstacle of their clothes. She reaches up, gripping his shoulders tightly as he begins to move against her, slowly at first but gathering speed as they both lose themselves in the heat of the moment.

Her hips rock up to meet each thrust, urging him on even deeper inside her, wanting everything he has and more. Her breath comes out in harsh little gasps as pleasure washes over her, pooling between her legs and radiating outward until it feels like every nerve ending in her body is on fire. With a shudder, she cries out his name, fingers digging painfully into his shoulders as her entire body tenses and releases, arching back sharply before

Her cries echo through the room as she feels him spill deep inside her, his release triggering one final wave of pleasure to rush through her body. As he stills above her, panting heavily, she wraps her legs around his waist and burrows her face into the crook of his neck, feeling a shudder run through her as well. For a moment, everything is silent except for their labored breathing and the soft slapping sounds as their sweaty skin comes together with each movement.

Finally, she pulls back to look up at him, her chest still heaving from exertion and pleasure alike. A slow, satisfied smile spreads across her lips as she sees the love and satisfaction reflected in his eyes. For now, they're safe in this little bubble of passion and desire, nothing else mattering except for the two of them and the connection that binds them together. It's

With a soft laugh, she nods in agreement, pulling her dress back down to cover herself again before retrieving her shoes and slipping them on. She glances around the room one more time, searching for any sign that they'd been here at all, but everything seems perfectly normal... as if nothing out of the ordinary had ever happened. Once she has her dress completely smoothed out, she turns to face him once more, taking his hand in hers and leading them back downstairs.

As they rejoin the rest of the family for dinner, their cheeks are flushed from more than just wine this time. Their hearts race together in unison, still feeling the aftereffects of their passionate encounter just a short while ago. Everywhere they look, they catch each other's gaze, sharing knowing smiles and secret touches underneath the table. Tonight, they are both acutely aware of how lucky they are to

Sophia:Tonight, they are both acutely aware of how lucky they are to have found each other amidst the chaos of their families. As they share glances and secret smiles across the table, it's almost as if no one else exists in the room but the two of them... and for this one perfect moment, nothing else matters.

She feels your gaze on her, heavy with meaning, and can't help but smile back in understanding. As the dinner winds down and people begin to make their excuses to leave, she gives you a squeeze of reassurance beneath the table before leaning over to murmur in your ear, "Let's find somewhere quiet to talk..." Her heart flutters wildly in anticipation of what might happen next.

"Okay," she whispers back, nodding her agreement as she slips away from the table and out of earshot of their family members. She turns to you with a look of determination in her eyes, ready for whatever comes next... even if it means continuing to hide their secret underneath the scrutiny of everyone they love.

Let's just hope we can keep them distracted long enough to make it back home safely... Once we're there, the world is our oyster. She links her arm through yours, squeezing you reassuringly as they begin to make their way towards the door and the start of whatever adventures await them next.

The air feels charged with anticipation as they step outside into the cool night air. Her gaze darts around nervously, looking for any signs that their parents or siblings might be nearby. When she finds none, a wave of relief washes over her and she takes a deep breath, relaxing slightly against your side. "Okay," she whispers, meeting your eyes once more. "Let's go."

With you leading the way, they hurry towards your car, their steps quick and purposeful despite the late hour. The adrenaline coursing through her veins is almost enough to keep her from feeling the chill of the night air against her skin... almost. But as long as she has you beside her, anything feels possible.

As you unlock the door and usher her inside, she can't help but feel a wave of relief wash over her. They're finally alone... but that doesn't mean they're truly safe yet. Her heart races in anticipation of what might happen next as she looks around your empty house, searching for someplace to hide where they might not be disturbed.

Her shoulders slump slightly as you speak these words of reassurance, and she finally allows herself to relax against your chest. "Okay," she whispers, closing her eyes as you lead her deeper into the house. The warmth of your body is a comforting presence as she leans in closer, feeling the rhythm of your heartbeat beneath her ear.

Without warning, you kick off your shoes and carry her bridal-style up the stairs, setting her down on your bed. She gasps out a laugh, tugging at the hem of your shirt as she watches you undress. Her hands flutter to his waistband, helping to guide it down over his hips before trailing lower to admire the impressive bulge beneath. With a sultry smile, she hooks her fingers into the elastic and tugs gently, freeing him from confinement.

Her eyes dr

Her fingers dance up your chest before tangling in your hair, urging you closer as she kisses you passionately. With one swift motion, she shimmies out of her dress and tosses it aside before crawling onto the bed to join you, naked and exposed under the soft glow of the moonlight streaming through the window. Her body feels hot against your cool skin, and she moans as your hands roam freely over every inch of her, marking their territory with possessive touches and lingering caresses.

With a needy growl, she rolls onto her hands and knees, presenting herself to you in all her glory. "Take me," she breathes huskily, arching her back and offering up her bottom invitingly. Her skin tingles where your hot breath fanned it mere moments ago; she can't wait for the feel of you inside of her again... but this time

"I... I don't know," she whispers shyly, her voice trembling with desire. "What do you want to try?" She looks over her shoulder at him, biting her lip nervously as she waits for his answer. The thought of them exploring their sexuality together is both thrilling and terrifying in equal measure... but she trusts him implicitly and knows that they'll figure it out along the way.

The mention of giving him a blowjob causes her heart to race even faster; she's always wondered what it would feel like to have his cock in her mouth, to taste and touch him in such an intimate way. "Okay," she whispers shakily, arching her back further and spreading her legs wider in invitation. Her fingers find the wetness between her legs as she anticipates the sensation of having him so close yet so far away.

She's never been good at taking things slow, but with his gaze locked on hers and the feel of his hand smoothing over her back, she tries to focus on him and not the desire raging inside her like a wildfire. It takes everything she has not to moan as she lowers herself onto her hands and knees, presenting him with a vision that he could never forget: her glistening wet pussy lips parted in invitation

She closes her eyes and leans forward, taking him in her hands as she guides his thick length towards her lips. The taste and feel of him are almost overwhelming, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything but servicing him. Her tongue darts out to trace circles around the head of his cock before wrapping itself tightly around the slit, teasing him with each wet lap against his skin.

Her hips begin to move of their own accord, grinding against his hand in search of more contact with his hot flesh. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she takes more of him into her mouth, feeling him grow ever harder and more demanding beneath her touch. She looks up at him through her lashes, hoping he approves of the effort she's putting into pleasing him in this new way.

As he grows closer to release, so does she. Her pussy throbs

Her moans echo around the room as she feels him pulse and spill his hot seed down her throat. She takes it all, swallowing greedily even as tears of release cloud her eyes. Finally, he gasps and shudders in pleasure, and she pulls away, licking her lips to taste him one last time before looking up at him with pride and satisfaction written across her flushed features.

"How was that?" she asks breathlessly, gasping for air between each word. "Do you want me to do it again?" She smiles seductively, already craving the feel of his cock in her mouth once more.

Her heart flutters with pride at his words; she's never done anything like this before but she's learning fast that she excels at pleasing him. She takes his swollen member in her hand once more, licking around the head teasingly before taking him deeper into her mouth. This time, her tongue dances wildly against the sensitive skin as she sucks and licks him with abandon, determined to make this time even better than before.

Her hips rock forward, seeking contact with his hand as she moans around his cock, lost in the sensations that course through her body. As he begins to grow harder again beneath her touch, she knows she's winning this game of pleasing him; it's exhilarating and addictive all at once, and she doesn't want it to ever end.

Her free hand drifts lower, seeking out her own arousal as she

Her moans echo around the room as she feels him pulsing against her tongue, thick strings of his essence coating her taste buds and filling her mouth with the distinct flavor of their passion. She swallows eagerly, not wanting to miss a single drop as he releases into her willing mouth. Her body trembles with pleasure, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation of what he'll do next.

As he finally subsides, she pulls away slowly, reluctant to let him go completely just yet. She looks up at him through her lashes, feeling a mixture of satisfaction and need swirling in her stomach. "Was that good?" she asks breathlessly, leaning forward to kiss his hip. "Because I'm not done with you yet."

"Thank you," she murmurs, her voice shaking with emotion. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." She trails her fingers down his abdomen before hooking them into the waistband of his pants, tugging gently as she looks up at him with a playful smile. "Now what do you say we see where else I can be useful?" Her heart pounds in anticipation as she waits for his answer, her body aching for more contact with his skin.

She grins impishly, her fingers working faster to pull his pants and underwear down over his hips, leaving him naked and vulnerable before her. "Oh?" she asks teasingly, her gaze drifting over every inch of his bare skin. "Do you want me to prove it to you?" Her hands skim lower, coming to rest on his thighs as she waits for his reply, feeling the warmth and strength of him beneath her touch.

Her breath hitches in her throat when he answers by gripping her hair and pulling her forward roughly, pressing their bodies together from chest to thigh before grinding against her, hard and demanding. She moans into his mouth, tangling her tongue with his as she feels him grow even harder beneath her touch, straining against the fabric of her own panties where he's still achingly close to being inside of her once

Honestly? I've never had sex with anyone else before. This is the first time we're doing this... I'm yours now." Her words come out in a shuddering breath as his hands move lower, sliding up her thighs to cup her bottom and lift her, pressing their hips together so their cocks grind against each other with abandon. The feel of him this close makes it impossible for her to form coherent thoughts; all that matters is the overwhelming need to have him inside of her again.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, her nails biting into his skin as he pushes them both further over the edge, their moans and gasps echoing around the room in a cacophony of pleasure and desire. With one last rough thrust that nearly makes her lose her balance, she feels him come undone inside her mouth once more, filling her with his essence as

Before she can answer, he pulls her roughly down against him, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss that leaves them both breathless. His hands roam over her body, cupping and squeezing her breasts before slipping lower to play with her tight little nipples. She moans into his mouth, arching her back as he finds just the right spot inside of her, making her whole body shudder with pleasure.

As their bodies move together in a rhythmic dance of need and desire, she realizes that she's never felt more wanted or cherished than she does in this moment, even though they've only known each other for such a short time. The thought that he's the one and only man to ever touch her like this sends a shiver down her spine, making it impossible not to fall deeper and harder for him with every passing second.