<span style="color: #FF0000">Fernando was slowly letting himself get carried away by the burning passion he felt for Jayee, and he knew that it wasn't fueled by simple lust, but by feelings far deeper than that. At this moment, however, there was little else he could think about other than her beauty, and every feature of hers was of the most intoxicating perfection. <br/><br/>He put his hand on her back and slowly ran it up and down her body, a feeling of bliss beginning to take over. Before he knew it, he was pulling her shirt up with reckless abandon, flinging it away like the unimportant and unnecessary garment it had suddenly become. Looking once more into her eyes, he said what he knew was now true.<br/><br/>"I love you, Jayee."</span>