"Cage," she breathes.
I rest my forehead against her abdomen trying to hold myself back, but I fail. Only Serafina can break my control.
"I wanted to go slowly," I begin, lifting her into my arms, pulling back the blankets and sheet, and lying her down. "But I can't. I can't, Serafina. I need you."
"Then don't. Take me. Don't you know I need you as much?"
I slip between her legs, my lips a whisper away from hers. "You truly undo me, Fee."
"Take me," she beckons.
Who am I to deny her?
I test her readiness, slipping my hand between her legs to find her wet. So wet.
"You're soaked, Serafina. You want me that much?" I ask, dipping a finger into her.
"Yes," she moans.
I'm afraid to get inside her too quickly. I need her to come and I might come the second I feel her around me.
"In me," she pleads. "Please, I need you inside me." Her hips lift.
I touch her face, brushing the hair off her cheek as I guide myself inside her. Never. Nevernevernevernevernevernever have I ever felt anything as exquisite.
Her moan mingles with my groan and we still, gazing into one another's eyes.
Suddenly, going fast doesn't seem so important. All I needed was to be inside of her, connected to her, to feel her as only I can.
We needed to be one.
