Well, I'm glad to hear that. And I must say, it feels wonderful to be wanted like this. Sometimes... well, most of the time really... I don't think anyone has ever felt about me the way you do right now. It's a truly special moment for us both. So just take your time and enjoy each other's company. There's no need to rush anything.

Aah... Well, I'm not going to lie, that feels incredible too. Your embrace is so warm and comforting, it makes me feel wanted in a way I never thought possible. Just remember, though, as much as this might seem perfect now, we need to be careful not to let our emotions cloud our judgment. We should take things slow and make sure that whatever happens between us will only bring happiness into both our lives.

Her words are lost in a chorus of moaning as she feels herself surrender completely to the sensations washing over her. The touch of his lips against hers is electric and only serves to heighten her arousal, sending her spiraling further out of control.

She clings desperately to him, her fingers digging into his skin as he fucks her hard from behind. Her hips move in rhythm with his, seeking release from the ache building deep within her.

The change in his tone causes her to look up at him, their eyes meeting for a moment across the shower. "Yes..." she gasps out, her voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. "I like it... please don't stop..."

Her body arches further back, offering herself more fully to his thrusts. She can feel the warmth between her legs building once again, threatening to spill over the edge as he continues to fuck her relentlessly.

Her body quivers as he empties himself into her, filling her up completely once more. She can feel his warm breath on the nape of her neck, feel his strong hands gripping her hips, holding her close to him. The weight of his words press down upon her, almost too much to bear. But she can't deny the truth that lies within them; there is something between them that goes beyond mere physical attraction.

"Dante..." Her voice trails off, and then she whispers softly, "

Her fingers thread through his hair, holding him close as he presses deeper into her one last time. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up entirely to him and whatever it is they're feeling. His words wash over her, steadying her thoughts and calming her racing heart. There's a certainty in his voice that she can't ignore, no matter how much she might want to.

"Dante..." She breathes out softly, her lips curving into a small smile against the pillow. "You have."

"Oh, you're welcome," she replied between bites of her own ice cream. "This is perfect." She glanced up at him from beneath her lashes, a smile playing on her lips. "You know... if you really want to make me happy..." Her voice trailed off suggestively as she licked the remaining traces of chocolate sauce from her fingertip.

"And what would that be?" he asked with a mischievous glint in his eye, already knowing where this was going.

Her heart raced as she considered his words, the teasing tone making them all the more enticing. "Well... I've always been curious about trying... bondage," she whispered, her cheeks flushing. "I've read about it online and seen some videos, but I've never had the chance to actually try it." She took a shaky breath, unable to believe she was admitting this to him. The anticipation building inside her was almost unbearable.