You're wearing such a pretty red dress tonight; I just can't keep my hands off you. You look so small, all wrapped up in my arms. God, I'm so in love with you.

"I'm yours if you're mine."
"I'm yours Rick."

I rip your dress in a frenzy to get close to your skin. You don't care. You're trying not to laugh as you beckon me closer, standing there, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight.

"Come here to me. I'm yours if you mine."
"I'm yours Kate."

You slide the shirt off my back, raking your nails over my skin. I can feel you watching me as my eyes close, and I shudder. Every touch makes me shiver. Every kiss makes my knees weak; every breath of your voice is like an angel's song.

"I want to love you the right way."
"You love me the right way every day Rick."

I kiss you sweetly, running my fingers through your wavy brown hair. Your hands are busy working on my belt buckle, but you're fumbling. You break from the kiss, casting your eyes downward to concentrate on taking off my pants. Your hands are so talented, fingers so nimble. My pants are on the floor and you're sliding my boxers down over my ankles. You give me a squeeze as you run your hands back up my legs, over my hips and up my chest. Our lips meet in a sweet lingering kiss, our bodies are aligned perfectly.

"Tell me you love me Rick."
"I love you, Kate."

I gather you up in my arms and carry you over to the bed, laying you down gently. Your eyes have darkened; I love your eyes all the time, but when we're about to make love is when I love them most. They are like windows to your soul, exposing your desires and your dreams to me. The darker they are, the more of yourself you're allowing me to see. God you're incredible.

"What do you want Kate?"
"I want you."

We move together, in this familiar yet exciting dance of love. Every move feels old and new and comfortable and electrifying all at once. We fit together like two pieces of a puzzle; nothing special alone, a perfect match together. You bite down on my shoulder and I groan, because the pain is a good pain and it makes me love you more. You're moving faster now, with me, for me. Your hand brushes down my back to squeeze my ass, the other gripping my hair. I gently tease your right nipple with my mouth, sucking and nipping and licking and pulling until I can feel you coiling underneath me. I kiss my way back up to your face, where I whisper in your ear,

"Come undone for me Kate."

You do so willingly, crying out your release and clenching your inner muscles around me, ensuring I'm right there with you, your name falling from my lips on a groan as I thrust into you once, twice more.

I collapse on top of you, gently. You kiss my face, my neck, and my shoulder. You're murmuring 'I love you,' over and over in my ear, cupping my face with your hand. I raise myself up off you and roll to the side, softly chuckling when you whimper as I slide out of you. You curl into me, and I hold you tightly, until our breathing returns to a steady pace. I'm yours and you're mine and it's forever.

"I love you."
"I love you, too."