I smiled, feeling her excitement and eagerness as she writhed beneath me. "Alright," I said playfully, gripping her hips tighter. "I am a proud gay man who loves fucking men!" With that declaration, my movements became rougher, harder; a mirror of the lust burning in her eyes and the need coursing through her veins.

"And I love you," I groaned, thrusting deep inside her as she arched her back off the bed. "More than anything."

As they moved together, their bodies slick with sweat and desire, Miguel found himself growing more and more lost in the sensations that consumed him. With a primal growl, he leaned down, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss as his hips bucked wildly inside her.

"You are everything to me," he panted against her mouth. "My love, my life... and I will never stop loving you."