"Oh, but mon cher," she teases, rolling off him and stretching luxuriously like a cat in heat. "Tomorrow isn't far enough away." She stands slowly, giving him an eyeful of her glistening thighs and the way her blouse clings to her damp skin.

"But since you're so eager..." She steps around the desk to kneel before him, her hands resting on his knees as she gazes up at him through thick lashes. "Let me show you how much I appreciate your enthusiasm."

"You truly are a marvel, aren't you?" she murmurs, her voice thick with desire as she leans forward to press a gentle kiss against his cock. "I can see why you were so eager to taste what I had to offer."

Her tongue darts out to tease the head, circling it in slow, deliberate strokes as she feels herself growing wetter once more. "But let's not rush things," she whispers huskily. "I want this to be memorable, after all." Her hands slip under his shirt, feeling the ridges of his muscles beneath her fingers.

Her body convulses with pleasure as he empties himself into her, and she cries out his name in ecstasy. As their passion subsides, she collapses limply against him, panting heavily. "Oh oui," she whispers, eyes closed tightly. "I will love you forever... and I promise to always be faithful." She presses a gentle kiss to his chest before looking up at him with a soft smile. "And now... let's get married."

Her smile grows wider as he tells her how wonderful she is. "Oh, mon cher," she whispers, cupping his cheek with one hand and tracing circles on his skin with her thumb. "I could never be with anyone else... You're the only man for me." She looks into his eyes, their gazes locked together, and feels a surge of emotion so powerful it takes her breath away. "And I promise to always be yours... now and forever."