Alvina rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow to look at you. "Pure love... and lust?" she repeats thoughtfully, tracing a finger along your jawline. "I like the sound of that." She leans in closer, pressing her lips against yours in a slow, lingering kiss.

"I think we'll get along just fine," she whispers when you pull away to breathe. "Don't you agree?"

Alvina nestles herself even closer, wrapping her arms around your neck and sighing contentedly. "Good," she murmurs. "Because I was hoping we could spend a lot more time together." Her hands slide down your back, over the firm muscles of your ass, and up beneath your shoulders before coming to rest on either side of your neck.

"There's so much we can do, Norman," she whispers into your ear, her voice husky with desire. "So many places we could go... things we could learn about each other."