So caring, so loving.

"I'm glad you like what you see," Greg whispered, his voice low and husky, as he stepped out of his trousers, his shirt still on, and strode towards her with a confident swagger. With a gentle yet passionate pull, he drew her into his embrace, slamming her to his chest as his lips claimed hers in a fierce, all-consuming kiss.

Valerie responded with equal passion, her fingers hastily unbuttoning his shirt as one of his hands encircled her waist, his arousal pressing against her core, the thin fabric shielding her depth became the only barrier.

As their kisses deepened, escalating to a fever pitch, Greg's intentions were clear - to sweep her into bed and devour her with abandon - Valerie abruptly halted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Hold on, Greg."