"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. My love for you is so profound it terrifies me. Just love me, Jacob, please love me," Francine smiled, even as a solitary tear traced a salty path down her cheek. The surge of emotions, mingled with the fear of him possibly rejecting her one day, was overwhelming.
"Don't cry, sweetheart," Jacob pleaded, his bright blue eyes filled with concern as he gently wiped away the tear with his thumb.
"Love me, Jacob," Francine implored again, arching her hips up to his, needing his healing touch more than ever before.
Their lips met in a tender kiss, their tongues dancing a slow, sensual waltz as their bodies began to move in slow, elongated rhythms. Jacob gradually withdrew to tease her with the tip of his manhood before taking his time to sink back into he
