She pulled away, to smile at me, and I knew I was done. She was it for me, forever–however long that ended up being. She pushed my jacket over my shoulders, and I undid my shirt buttons as quickly as my fingers would allow. Her shirt was next to come off, carelessly tossed over my shoulder. I couldn’t stop myself from dipping my head forward, taking one of her luscious nipples into my mouth.

“Fuck,” Savannah cursed, and I smiled against her breast. I knew all of her sensitive spots by now, how to kiss and lick different parts of her skin to make her moan and scream. I dragged my teeth over her raised nipple, enjoying the way her body arched into me, filling my mouth with her even more. “Are you going to fuck me, Felix, or just tease me?”

I laughed. “Hadn’t thought that far ahead yet. I was just taking my girl on an innocent tour of my conservatory, only to find out she’s an insatiable animal.” My hands traced down her bare skin, dipping beneath the waistband of her pants.

“You probably did this with all the girls,” she muttered, curling her hands around my shoulders.

“Just one, actually.” I lifted her hips up so I could shuffle her pants down. “The only one that ever mattered.”

Her pants fell to the floor. She watched me with love and curiosity as I slid my fingers between her legs, making sure she was ready for me. Lucky for us, the benches put her at the perfect height. I took my fingers away, slipping them in my mouth to taste her sweetness. Perfect, I thought. She was fucking perfect.

My cock replaced my fingers, nudging against her slick opening. “Lean back, darling. Let me take control.”

Savannah rested her back against the glass, leaving her body fully exposed to me. I grabbed the soft flesh on her hips and pushed my way in. She moaned, her legs flexing to grip my thighs. I grabbed her closer. Nothing had ever felt as good as being inside of Savannah.

I rocked my hips, thrusting into her with a slow ferocity. I wanted to be deeper, close enough that we were one person. She sighed my name as I fucked her harder, desperate to show her exactly what she meant to me. My hands dug into her tender skin, and I hoped they would leave marks for her to remember later. I wanted this memory to be seared into her mind, me fucking her in a conservatory filled with one of my greatest secrets.

“Oh fuck,” she muttered. Her legs pulled me closer, her hips rising up to meet every thrust. She had to be getting close to release, which was good because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold back.