He heard his name from her lips.
So soft, so faint he wasn't sure he hadn't imagined it.
He had been reticent to let things get so far, afraid he was a substitute for the one she left behind . He would do anything for her but not that. It would destroy him.
She was the willing one. She had come to him and this was one gift he would not refuse.
He watched her face flushed with arousal, her eyes dark and heavy lidded staring into his as she thrusted against him, panting his name.
He watched her eyes flutter shut on the brink of ecstasy, softly moaning his name.
He watched her overwhelmed with sensation, falling, collapsing on him, gasping his name.
His eyes slammed shut as he followed her, growling and grunting her name.
She held him tight so he could not withdraw. She touched his face, caressing him. At this moment she thought that without him she would cease to be. He needed to know what she had so carefully hidden in her heart.
"It was you. It was always you."
Their kisses were soft and gentle until his body reluctantly receded from hers, until sleep tugged at their consciousness.