She traced a finger over his powerful arm, holding her against his sweat-coated chest. His tongue left a wet trail of passion on the soft skin of her neck.

As he moved rapidly in and out of her haven, matching the rhythm of their joined hearts, her nails scraped up his back, leaving marks of lust. Feeling the tidal wave creeping up on her, she pressed her lips against his, letting him breathe in her love for him.

Their eyes met in a sacred moment.

"I trust you," he whispered against her lips, as he emptied himself into her soul.

The End!