Her world narrowed down to the feel of your skin against hers, the gentle yet insistent thrusts of your hips as you drove deeper inside her. She cried out his name, her voice muffled by the pillow as she clung desperately to him, their bodies moving together in a rhythm born of need and desire. It felt so good, so right, that she couldn't imagine ever wanting it to end.

As your kisses grew more urgent, she wrapped her arms tighter around you, arching into each stroke as if trying to get closer still. Her body thrummed with pleasure, every nerve ending alight and singing from the sensations coursing through her. You were everything she'd ever wanted, and in this moment, nothing else mattered.

"Alexander," she moaned against your lips, her voice hoarse from exertion and passion. "I-I need you..."