“You fill me up so good, baby.”

“It’s a fucking miracle to be inside you,” I whispered, crazy words, crazy promises sitting on the tip of my tongue. I pistoned my hips into her and threaded my fingers on the cool glass with hers. “Nothing has ever been this good, Alba, I...” I gritted my teeth as we worked toward it together, her ass circling into me as I pushed in and out of her heat again and again. We were plastered together, not even a breath could breach space between us, and I promised myself I would do anything to keep this woman.

“I love you,” I gasped, as I pulled all the way out of her body and slammed into her.

“Theo, stop, stop!” she cried out, and it took me a second to understand what she was asking.

I pulled out and she turned around, her eyes blazing. “You fucker, you couldn’t wait until I came to tell me that?” She sounded pissed as hell, but in the next second she threw herself in my arms. Her lips pressing kisses to my face. “I love you too,” she confessed, before I took her mouth. Our kiss ignited into roaring flames in seconds. It didn’t take much to start a fire when it came to Alba.

“I love you,” I told her again, needing to say it as many times as it took for her to believe me. “Every fucking hair on your head, every inch of you is exactly what I wanted, and what I never even dreamed was possible. You are magnificent, and have the most perversely perfect ass I have ever seen.” That got me a watery laugh and more kisses. My dick was still demanding his finale, so I picked her up and moved us to the bed. I laid her down on white sheets and had to stop to look at her. She was smiling wide, face open, like she’d never known pain. Like what was happening between us had turned on the lights inside her.

“Can I be inside you again?” I asked, hooking my hands behind her knees, so I could sit myself even deeper. She bobbed her head and brought me down for a kiss as I entered her again.

“I love you,” she whispered again and I felt the words crackling through me as I spilled inside her. The last thing I thought before I sank into the sweet oblivion of orgasm was that I hoped that I could fix things with the show before I ruined everything with Alba.

“I guess you’re obsessed me with me then.” I was nowhere near recovered from the brain-obliterating orgasm from ten minutes ago, but Alba was unfazed, planting open-mouthed kisses all over my chest.

“Totally obsessed.” I nodded with my eyes still closed. “If you keep that up, I’m going to have to fuck you again, Alba.” She laughed against my shoulder.