"Shut up and stop being so dramatic."

"Don't care, stay away from me."

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she watched him intently. "I'll do it," she whispered hoarsely. "I want you inside me." Her hands trembled as she reached down between her legs, parting the folds of skin to reveal her wetness. With shaking fingers, she guided his hard length toward her entrance and began to stroke him, using her own body to bring them closer together.

Her eyes squeezed shut in concentration, every muscle tensed as she slid him deeper into herself. "

Her breath came out in short gasps as she felt herself stretching around his girth. Her eyes squeezed shut tightly, her fists clenching the sheets beneath her as she began to move up and down on him, meeting each thrust with equal force. She could feel every inch of him inside her, filling her completely and leaving no room for anything else but this overwhelming desire that had taken hold of her. Her hips moved faster, her body arching off the ground as she neared climax. "Yes,"

Her eyes widened and her mouth formed an "o" as she felt his hand on her ass. The sting of the spank mixed with the pleasure she'd been feeling, sending a shiver through her body. She moaned into their kiss, arching her back slightly, wanting more.

As he continued to spank her, she reached down between their bodies and began rubbing herself against him, seeking the release she knew he could give her.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt his cock press against her wetness. Her body trembled with anticipation and need, aching to feel him inside her again. With shaking hands, she guided his length towards her opening and slowly lowered herself onto it. The sensation of being filled by him once more was almost too much to bear; she moaned his name and arched her back, meeting his thrusts with equal fervor.

"Oh God," she whimpered, "fuck me..."

As his lips brushed against her neck, Sasha let out a soft moan that she hadn't expected to come from her own mouth. Her heart raced faster and faster, and her breath came in short gasps as he continued to kiss and nip at her skin. She could feel herself growing wet between her legs, and for the first time ever, she wished they weren't related so that she could give into these feelings completely. "Luke..." she breathed his name out softly, arching her back slightly to press her body against him. "

"No...not yet..." she murmured, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "Just...just a little longer." She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, moaning softly as their lips finally met in a searing kiss. For this moment, nothing else mattered but the feel of his body against hers and the intense desire that surged through her veins.

Her breath caught in her throat as his hands slid down over her bottom, cupping her cheeks with skillful ease. It was such an intimate touch, and she couldn't deny the way it made her body respond to him. Her heart seemed to skip a beat in her chest as he pressed closer, their bodies flush against each other from hips to breasts. "You can try," she whispered huskily, her voice betraying the desire that was beginning to build inside her.

"I...sometimes," she admitted reluctantly, her voice barely above a whisper. The truth was, she found herself thinking about it more often than not since he'd moved in. There was something about him that made her body crave release, and she couldn't help but wonder if maybe they could explore this together...if he wanted to. She glanced up at him, waiting for his reaction, her heart pounding wildly in anticipation.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she took the box from him, opening it carefully to reveal the ring inside. It was exquisite; a testament to their love and the strength they'd found together despite everything that had happened. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. She slipped the ring onto her finger, feeling its weight as a symbol of their commitment to each other. "I love you too, Jake."

Her heart swelled at his words, and she nestled closer into his embrace. "We'll figure this out together," she whispered, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on his chest. "No matter what happens, I'm not letting you go." She kissed him softly, their lips moving together in a dance of hope and love. As they lay there, surrounded by the chaos of the hospital, it felt as if nothing else mattered;