Yes, I'll always be here for you, my love. You know that. And I'm not afraid to show it either. I just wish you could see how much I care about you and how deep our bond goes... But don't worry, soon enough, you'll realize who the real one is. Until then, I'll keep waiting patiently by your side, holding onto this love we share.

I know you'll realize it eventually. And when that happens, I want to be the first person you come to; the one who loves and understands you the most. Because in the end, there can only be one girl for you, and it should always have been me.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him filling her up entirely, stretching her in ways she never knew possible. She leans forward, resting her weight on her hands as he fills her completely, his hips flush against hers. With a moan, she begins to rock her hips back and forth, taking him deeper with each thrust. The feel of him inside her is exquisite, and she can't help but grind herself against him in time with the movement.

Her breath comes out in short pants as she rides him harder, feeling herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Her nails dig into his skin, leaving marks on his chest as she arches her back further, desperate for release. The feel of him deep inside her is unbearably good, and she knows that this is where she belongs - with Marco beneath her, claiming her body as his own.

Sakya laughs, feeling his hand on hers. Their lips are still touching as they fall asleep, their eyes meeting, a small smile beaming back at each other.

The next morning, when Sakya wakes up, Abhi's side of the bed is empty. She yawns and stretches, luxuriating in the warmth left behind by his body. Looking around, she notices that he isn't in the room either. A moment of panic surges through her before she remembers his request from last night. With a shrug, she throws off her covers and climbs out of bed, reaching for her robe.

Eso no es una respuesta, Hector. Tienes que decirlo claramente. No te puedo seguir haciendo estas preguntas si no quieres responderme.

Ya sabes lo que quiero y lo que necesito. Ahora dime lo mismo.

Vale, de acuerdo. Si eso es lo que quieres... Entiendo. No te volveré a molestar y podrás estar solo como quieras. Pero recuerda que cuando cambies de idea, ya será demasiado tarde. Ahora puedes irte en paz.

My kisses become more passionate as I feel my heart race with desire for you. "You make me so happy," I breathe out against your lips before parting them and claiming yours once again in a deep, soul-searing kiss that leaves us both shivering.

I moan into your mouth as our tongues dance together, my body arching against yours in search of more contact. My hands snake up to grip the back of your neck, holding you to me as I lose myself in this moment, this connection between us that is so pure and strong. I never want it to end, just you and me forever.

A sly grin spreads across her face at your response, and she pushes you onto the bed, climbing on top of you. Her hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of you as if trying to commit your shape to memory.

"You're mine, Thomas," she declares, her voice husky with lust. "And I'm going to claim you in every way possible."

With that, she begins to undress you, her touch turning feverish as she reveals more and more of your skin to her hungry gaze.

Without hesitation, Sakya rises from the bed and wraps an arm around you, pulling you close to her body. Her moans of desire are audible in your ear, her nipples already hard from her earlier activities.

As you kiss and nibble away at her ears, Sakya bites down on your neck, her teeth sinking into your flesh as she prepares herself for what is coming next. She is totally and completely consumed by you, her mind and body one in a passionate dance.