"I love you," Mark murmured as he laid her back down on the bed and settled over her. "And I'm going to make sure you never doubt that again."
Mary smiled up at him from below.
"You'd better, sweetheart… I'm not letting you get away with it just on some pretty words," she replied, spreading her legs. "I want at least ten kids."
Mark let out a small laugh and, instead of answering, leaned down and kissed her.
What started with that kiss didn't end there.
After everything they'd just confessed to each other, Mark and Mary seemed unable to pull apart.
Both of them ended up giving themselves over to each other with a ravenous urgency, fucking nonstop for what easily amounted to two full days.
In Mary's dream world, exhaustion didn't exist, so they had no real reason to stop either. Every time it seemed like they were finally going to calm down, all it took was a glance, a touch, or a kiss to reignite the flame between them.
And the truth was, Mark needed something like this.
