His words washed over her and she had to grin in return with adoration at her lover before her, resting her hands on the tops of her breasts, staring back at him for as long as she could manage. But then she closed her eyes and inhaled sharply, feeling his thumb touch her sensitive clit, a shudder building in her small body. Stefan was calling her perfect, but she couldn't help but think that he was the perfect one for accepting her just as she was...for falling in love with her, for making her feel alive for the first time in centuries. "'m very real," the vampire murmured, licking her dry lips and clenching around his fingers again with a giggle. "See? If I wasn't, you wouldn't have felt that, handsome..."
Elena arched again, shifting her corset just enough to free her breasts from the tight confinement. She rolled and squeezed the soft globes in her hands, moaning in the process and letting her fingers tease her hardening nipples, thinking about him touching her all over, relearning her body in every way. "Stefan...god...I've missed you," she admitted to him with a purr, tugging hard at her nipples. "I thought I wouldn't see you again... I don't know what I would have done then."