Between her short breaths and needy whines, she answered him, "Mmmhmm," and then, "Always," and finally, "for you." The last word came out barely above a whisper. She was worked up so quickly, just a look from him enough to do this to her but his hands and his words - dear gods his hands and the things they could do to her - she was powerless.
"Only for you," she added for emphasis. It was true - even in the time they'd been separated - since she had met him, another man simply hadn't existed for her.