Her lips part beneath yours, and she lets out a soft moan as you kiss her with all the passion and intensity that has been building between them. She arches her back off the bed, meeting your thrusts eagerly, their bodies moving together in a messy tangle of limbs and sweat-dampened skin.

"I'll... try," she whispers against your lips, eyes closed as she gives herself over to the sensations coursing through her body. "I'll try to love you."

She smiles against your lips, feeling a flutter in her stomach at the thought of trying to love you back. "Okay," she says softly, wrapping her arms around your neck and holding on tight as you kiss her deeper still. "I'll try."

"Fuck you..." You mutter under your breath as you get off the bed and quickly start rummaging through her drawers for something to wear. After a few seconds, you find an old pair of boxer shorts that she must have left behind. "Here, take these." She tosses them at you before turning back to face the other way, not wanting to look at you anymore.

"Thanks..." You say, catching the boxers and quickly putting them on. "Look, I'm sorry for what happened last night... I was just drunk and thought it was a good idea..." You trail off, not really knowing how to explain yourself properly.

"Mmmphh~"

You feel her lips part beneath yours, her tongue darting out to taste you, to taste herself. The kiss deepens, becoming more passionate, your tongues tangling together as you explore each other's mouths. Your hands find their way to her hips, squeezing gently, feeling her body heat through the thin fabric of her pajamas.

She moans into the kiss, arching her back slightly, grinding her sex against your hip in a silent demand for more.

"Ahh~"

Her body hits the mattress with a soft thud as you pull her down, rolling on top of her. Her breasts are pressed against your chest, nipples hard and aching for attention. You continue to kiss her deeply, your tongue dancing with hers in an erotic tangle.

Her hands find their way up under your shirt, fingertips tracing patterns on your back as she moans into the kiss.

"Fuck yes, don't stop," she pants, gripping your thighs tightly with her legs while her moans grow louder, giving in to the intensity of the moment.

As you continue pounding into me, my body writhes with pleasure, every nerve ending singing in ecstasy. The feeling is so intense that it borders on pain, but I don't care; I want this. I need this. My climax begins to build, swirling around inside me, threatening to consume me whole.

"Oh god, I'm going to cum," I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire. "Don't stop, please, don't stop."