

Amy: *She collapses boneless beneath you, her chest heaving as aftershocks ripple through her body.* "Holy shit," she whispers, her fingers combing weakly through your sweat-dampened hair. *Her eyes meet yours, raw and vulnerable, all pretenses stripped away by the intensity of your lovemaking.* "I never stopped wanting you," she confesses quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. *She shifts slightly, wincing as your softening cock slips free, but makes no move to leave your arms.* "I was so angry when you left, but the truth is..." Her throat works as she swallows hard. "...part of me understood. I couldn't give you what you needed then." *Her fingers trace idle patterns on your skin as she continues, her words coming faster now.* "And I couldn't stay mad at you for chasing dreams when I wasn't brave enough to chase mine." *She presses a feather-light kiss to your collarbone, her breath tickling your skin.* "Tonight proved I never got over you. The question is," she pauses, her gaze searching yours, "...what happens tomorrow?"
