Insanely passionate

I lost it all and halted pounding in her for a moment.

Rhea was mine. She knew it and I knew it.

But did she know that I was also hers? That I would do anything for her if only she asked. I would help her even if it meant money.

It was such a sudden realization that it knocked me off. Rhea didn't look like someone who wanted to depend on me and I didn't want to force her.

Her saying that she belonged to me was enough. For now. I let go of her hair and smashed my lips again on her lips. This time, I tried to be tender with her. I wanted her to feel the things I couldn't say. Even my thrusts slowed down, moving deep with purpose. I was filling her in the only way I knew how to show her I cared.

Rhea bit my bottom lip, and when I opened my mouth, she drove her tongue against mine, wrestling and making the kiss utterly filthy. When she pulled back, I saw the string of drool connecting our tongues, and she went in for more without breathing.

Then her manicured nails were scraped my scal