First person POV - Liam
"Make me your wife, my hero," Clara pleaded, her eyes filled with passion.
I didn't hesitate for a moment, pulling her in for another kiss.
And soon we were both naked, the heat of passion consuming us in that instant. Then I pulled her close, giving her another kiss while feeling the warmth of her naked body.
With our bodies that close, I could feel her warm breath on my skin and see every detail of her face.
I could see the perfect bow of her soft lips, and the smooth, flawless skin that begged to be touched.
Her breasts, small and cute, rose and fell with each quickened breath, her nipples hardening.
"Go on," she whispered, her voice husky. "Do whatever you want."
With that invitation, she lay back completely on my bed, surrendering to me. The sight of her, so open and trusting, was an irresistible temptation.
I hooked my fingers into the sides of her delicate panties and slowly drew them down her legs, slowly revealing her beautiful pussy.
