He likes to be rough and mark her and choke her and bite her. He likes to have her on her knees, sucking on his cock, her pretty eyes looking up at him and making his heart beat fast, and he likes to make her stand, call her name, he adores her name, Claire, his Claire, and he likes to tell her he loves her and kiss her, bite her bottom lip and feel her moan and grind against him.

He likes to slide his fingers down her skin, play with her nipples and hear her giggle, smile a sweet smile before rubbing her clit, and he likes what she does then, he likes when she closes her eyes and rests her head on his shoulder, her hands on his arms and her fingers digging into his skin when he slips two fingers in, she's always so wet and so ready and so his, and she calls out for him and he knows she wants him, wants his cock, wants his everything, so he takes her to the bed, takes care not to trip on the clothes that have been discarded and thrown on the floor. She kisses his neck and her hands start stroking him and he plays with her hair, he loves it when she wears her hair down.

She increases the rhythm, he looks right into her eyes and she smiles before going down on him again, one, two, tree, four licks, up and down his length, and then she takes him into her mouth one more time, he thrusts his hips forward and she lets him, and she's so good to him it's not even fair, but he stops and she lets go and he kisses her again and again and again and flips her onto her belly and takes her from behind because that's how she likes it, that's how she wants it.

She's on all fours, he's holding her by the waist, thrusting and licking her back, telling her how tight she is, feeling her shiver under him and this time he doesn't even need to touch her, to rub her clit, she comes just by being fucked like this, she gasps and moans and tries not to scream, but she tries to hold on to something, her hands finding the sheets and twisting it, wrinkling it and she trembles and urges him to come too and he does, thrusts into her and holds it for a second, she gasps again and he slips out.

She turns around, they're both sweaty and tired, but she's gorgeous and flushed all over, and the freckles on her shoulders stand out. He takes her hand in his, makes her sit up and brings her to him, to his embrace, and he tells her how much he loves her even though he's said it minutes earlier, and what do you know, she loves him too.