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fucked.  Is that all I want, a good fucking?  Isn’t there more to it than that?
    “I like romance, too,” I say.
    Bastian’s demeanor changes abruptly.  He removes his hand from my thigh and reaches up to stroke the side of my face.  He pulls me close to him, kisses me softly, and then stares into my eyes.
    “I want to give you everything,” he says.  “I want you to remember this moment forever.  I need you to know that I am here for you, always.”
    “I know you are,” I whisper back as his lips touch mine again.  He twists his fingers into my hair, holding my face to his.  He places his other arm around me, and I respond by wrapping my arms around his neck.
    Bastian brings me onto his lap, holding me crossways over his legs.  He keeps kissing me and caressing my thighs as my body begins to respond with more urgency.  I feel electrified.  Every part of my body quivers with the touch of his fingers and mouth.
    It isn’t the same this time.  The intensity is there, but the pace is markedly slower.  His touch is soft and warm, his kisses gentle though no less passionate than they were before.  Every movement is drawn out, delayed.  He reaches for my breast just a moment after I want his hand there.  He lies me down on my back a few seconds after I want him to.  Each time, the desire brewing inside of me increases a thousandfold.
    “I want you so much,” he says quietly.  “The way I feel about you actually hurts, Kandace.  I can’t stand being away from you even for a moment.  I need to be inside of you.”
    “Yes, please, Bastian!”
    He enters me slowly, watching my face the entire time.  I run my hands over his shoulders and chest, still amazed at the strong, hard muscles I find there.  I reach for his sides and splay my fingers over his hips and feel him flex as he pushes into me.
    “More…please!”
    “Anything for you,” he responds.  “I want to give you everything you desire.”
    I watch as he sets a slow and steady rhythm.  I grunt and groan with every motion of his hips, the sensations amplified by the sight of his cock disappearing into my body.  I tear my eyes away from the sight and press up against him, dig my fingers into his backside, and wonder if I will ever get enough of this feeling.
    Bastian’s arms coil around my body, and he leans back until he’s sitting back on his knees and I’m in his lap again, straddling him this time.  With one hand between my shoulder blades and the other gripping the back of my head, he presses up into me again.  I hold onto his upper arms and press my body tightly against his chest, focusing on the warmth of his skin on mine.
    “I love looking at you like this,” he says.  “Watching you move up and down…feeling myself inside of you.  It’s like we’re one person, and we will never be apart.”
    I rest my hand on the side of his face and kiss his softly.  His words echo through my head, warming me from the inside out.  He moves his hands down to hold my hips, guiding my movements on top of him.
    He can’t get as deep in this position, but I feel every stroke more intensely.  The head of his cock rubs the back of my clit every time he moves, and the hard muscles of his chest stimulate my nipples as I place my head on his shoulder and suck gently on the side of his neck.  I kiss up his jawline and lick at his earlobe.
    His touch is so light, so gentle.  It’s completely different from the way it was before, but I am no less consumed by him this way as I was when I was underneath him, giving myself over to anything and everything he wanted.    I lean back to look at his face, and his eyes stay locked with mine.  I should feel uneasy with the way we’re looking at each other, but I can’t look away.
    He cups the back of my head with one hand while he uses the other to explore my body.  He strokes my shoulders, my side, my stomach, and my breasts again and again until my skin tingles everywhere.  His breath is