Henry wasted no time and continued the kiss that I had initiated. His hands groped my breasts as our tongues fought like swords within our mouths. As he struggled against my softness, I gradually elevated my hips above him until he became as hard as iron.

“Allow me to make love to you, Chloe,” he said as he instantly shifted our positions. Then he entered my body, and our bodies began to sway to an invisible rhythm.

I closed my eyes and relished every second of his intense desire. As his thrust became deeper and harder, I wailed loudly with his name. I had not felt loved in bed for...