Any though that this was going to be soft or sweet ended with her little pleas and the moans that vibrated against his lips. His hands dropped to her hips and dug in, his hips thrust once until he was seated deep inside her. "You have me, Anna. Always. Every bit of me."

That was the last bit of language he was capable of because after that, and another deep, drugging kiss, his entire world revolved around her, where they joined, and every motion of his cock deep inside her body. So tight, so sweet, he wanted to drown there, to bury himself inside her and never leave. He wanted to have this, have her, body and soul, and crying out for him, for the rest of his life.