⚠️Warning: graphic scenes ahead. ⚠️

James

Roslyn lays in my arms in her bed. We cuddle under the covers, hoping it will warm her up.

I suppose pressing my cold body against her is probably helping us achieve warmth for her a lot slower...

Roslyn turns herself over, facing me in bed. She pulls the blankets over our heads and rests her forehead against mine. She smiles subtly. Her fingers grasp at my face, her skin touching mine gingerly.

"I love you." She whispers quietly, almost too quiet to hear over our breathing.

I smile. "I love you too." She inches closer, kissing me. Our mouths do a tango and soon we fall into sync with one another.

I grab on to her hips, pulling her closer to me. I want her as close as I can get her. She continues kissing me with a passionate force. She slides her hand up my shirt, looking for the buttons to pull on. Roslyn moves on top of me, struggling with the buttons on the expensive shirt. She groans quietly, frustrated.

I sit up and flick my shirt off, tossing it on to the floor. She giggles softly and takes her own shirt off. Quickly, as if she is in a race to the finish line, she pulls her skirt off and tosses it somewhere near her discarded shirt.

"Slow down." I whisper with a laugh.

I flip her so that she is beneath me, making it easier for me to move. She takes a deep, thoughtful breath as I slide a finger under her lacy underwear. We quickly find the perfect rhythm for us. I slide another finger in, causing Roslyn to bite her lower lip to conceal a scream. I remove my hand and peel the small, delicate piece of fabric away from her body, chucking it away like the rest of our clothes before pressing myself back against her body.

She watches as I stand off of her, pulling my pants down along with my boxers. I smirk and note the various piles all of our clothes are laying in. "I love you." I say again as she pulls me down for a kiss.

I quickly settle over her, without hesitation.

I'm ready.

Roslyn pinches her eyes shut with anticipation. With the initial penetration over with, I grab Roslyn's hips, pulling her closer to me with every movement.

Roslyn moans with pleasure, causing me to speed up to continue pleasing her. I will do anything to make her happy.

With Roslyn's help showing me what she likes, the two of us are able to find a speed that works for both of us.

I am not even reading her mind right now and I know that both of us are in euphoria.

"Harder." Roslyn whispers in mu ear, grabbing on to my hair. I pick up my speed until she finally reaches her climax. Not too long after, I am finally able to get off, finishing inside her.

I lean down on top of her, our foreheads connecting while our breathing slows.

I have never felt like this before. I feel so connected to her. We are closer than I have ever been with anyone.

I really hope she feels the same way.

AN: I don't really write scenes like this too often. How did I do???

I can't believe this story only has 6 chapters left before the sequel!