Emily clung to him, her nails digging into his back as their movements became more synchronized. He kissed her deeply, his tongue tangling with hers, their breaths mingling.
He moved rhythmically, his body syncing with hers. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer.
As they reached their peak, they moved in unison, their bodies intertwined. Their cries filled the room, a symphony of passion and desire.
For the first time in years, they both felt truly alive, completely connected in a way that transcended words.
Nicholas slowly blinked, his eyelids heavy as he felt movement beside him. Stirring awake, he became aware of a light weight resting on his chest. With a mind still hazy from sleep, he glanced down and saw a woman nestled in his arms. Her face was partially hidden by her long hair, her warm breath grazing his skin. Her small, delicate body was draped over him, and even without seeing her face, he knew exactly who she was.