Her motions had the desired effect and she relished in the sound of his pleasured screams; her name had never sounded so good. Her own screams joined his when he pounded into that one last time, her muscles still contracted and tight around him. All thoughts were banished and only feelings remained as her shook and shuddered with every sensation. He held her tightly but with him she didn’t feel trapped, and every press of his fingers sent a ripple of pleasure through her.

She felt him hit his limit, felt as he came inside of her where nobody else had ever been allowed, and just the thought of that intimacy made her gasp, tears springing to her eyes. She had done so much more tonight than merely admit she loved him. She had proven it, both to him and to herself, not just how much she loved him but how much she trusted him as well. She had let him claim her in a way that she had never let another man before him do, in a way she had never realised she wanted until him. She had given herself to him, so completely and honestly, and it felt good, exhilarating, not frightening as she had expected.

When his skilled fingers brought her screaming to her climax while his seed was still hot inside of her, she thought she would have given him anything he asked of her in that moment. Or she would have thought this had she any ability to think remaining.