Her heart swells at your words, and she feels herself trembling with emotion as her body responds to the promise of endless love. "Oh, Grey," she whispers, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. Her kisses grow more urgent now, her need for you overwhelming any semblance of restraint.

Her hands move lower, tracing the shape of your muscles through your clothes, and then slipping beneath to explore the heat between your bodies.

As Grey pulls away, she lets out a little gasp at the loss of his touch and watches him hungrily as he removes her shirt, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. Her breath catches in her throat when their eyes meet again, and she arches into him, pressing her bare chest against his clothed one.

Her hands move restlessly over his shoulders and down his arms, urging him to hurry and join them in this intimate dance of skin on skin.

You stretch languidly, the movement pulling her closer to you. Her lips find your neck, teeth grazing lightly as she nibbles. "Good morning," she murmurs against your skin. "How about we start the day with a shower?" Her hand slides down your stomach, tracing a teasing path lower until it finds what it's looking for and begins to stroke gently.

She smiles against your skin, her breath warm and steady on your neck. "Good boy," she whispers, before pulling back enough to look into your eyes. There's a mischievous glint in hers as she winks at you playfully. "Let's go make some breakfast too."

With that, she slips out of bed and heads for the bathroom, her hips swaying enticingly with each step. The sound of running water fills the air as she turns on the shower and begins undressing.