Anne finally knew what it meant to be surrounded by someone. Completely engulfed by them. To feel loved in that environment. She couldn't feel what Sam was feeling anymore and yet? She knew. It was a different kind of feeling.
She rested her knee against his hip and lifted hers against his thrusts. Long, deep thrusts that filled her and teased her already aroused body. She kissed him to match their thrusts, only breaking the kiss when she gasped his name to let him know just how perfect it felt.