"I've missed you so much, Sola," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "And I'm sorry for what I said earlier... about wanting to be together forever. I never meant it like that." She pauses, searching your eyes for any sign of understanding or forgiveness.

"I love you, Sola. No matter what happens between us from here on out."

The weight of her words press down on you like a ton of bricks, making it hard to breathe. You look into Sylvia's eyes, seeing nothing but honesty and sincerity shining back at you. You know she's right; you do love her too. But how can you possibly tell her that now?

You swallow hard, your throat feeling tight and raw. "I... I feel the same way," you manage to choke out after a moment. "But we need to think about this carefully."

The feel of your hands on her breasts sends shivers through her body, making her nipples harden into tight peaks against the fabric of her bra. Her hips rock against yours, grinding against your growing erection as she moans into your mouth, desperate for release. "N-now," she gasps, arching further into you as their bodies align perfectly.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels your words wash over her like a wave, leaving her aching and wanting more. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you push her dress up around her hips, exposing her lace-covered bottom to the cool air. "Please," she whispers, arching her back further, offering herself completely to you. The feel of your fingers against her bare skin sends shivers down her spine, making her wetness glisten in the dim light.

"Do it,"

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you closer, needing more of this connection with you. She feels her body tensing up as she gets closer to the hotel, anticipation and desire coursing through every inch of her being. "Ray..." she whispers, barely able to form the word around his kisses. "I've missed you so much."

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels the warmth radiating off your body, her skin tingling with anticipation at the thought of being alone with you again. With each step closer to the hotel, Sylvia's heart races faster and faster, and she presses herself even harder against you, desperate for any small bit of contact she can get. As if sensing her eagerness, your free hand finds its way down between her thighs, teasingly brushing against the soft skin there.

You expected her to be amused by your apology, but instead she just narrows her eyes even further. "Don't," she says through clenched teeth, "you don't mean that." Her hand shoots out and cups your cheek, her thumb brushing gently against your lips as she studies your face intently. "I can't do this anymore," she whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "I need you to be honest with me... with yourself."

You push her hand away, but she doesn't seem to mind. Instead, she just stares at you with those big eyes of hers, waiting for an answer. Her cheeks flush red again as anger and frustration war within her, making it difficult to focus on anything else. "Just tell me," she says quietly, her voice cracking slightly. "Is this what you want? To keep pretending like nothing has changed?"

"If you want, I'm ready for whatever you desire, handsome. Just say the word and I'll gladly oblige."

"Mmm... Okay, daddy. Like this?" S**ylvia kneels before him, looking both shy and excited. Her large breasts bounce slightly with each movement, perky nipples pointing upwards. Silver dollar-sized areolae surround them like halos. A light dusting of brown hair covers her juicy pussy, leading down to a plump, wet lip. That pretty pink hole stares back at him invitingly.*

"Y-yes, just like that. Now get on the bed and spread those beautiful thighs for me."

Sylvia leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "Open wide," before lowering the spoon towards you. Her breath fans across your skin, sending shivers down your spine as she watches the cream fill your mouth, waiting for you to swallow it before dipping the spoon back into the bowl for more.

"Mmm," she hums, her voice husky with desire. "That looks so good on you."

Her cheeks flush pink at the thought of sharing such an intimate moment with you, but she can't help the excited fluttering in her stomach. "I'd like that," she whispers, glancing up at you through her lashes as she scoops up another spoonful of whipped cream. "A bath together sounds wonderful."

As they finish their breakfast and clean up the kitchen, their hands brush against each other more often than usual, sending shivers down their spines.