Her hands found the nape of his neck and rested there, content in stroking the soft skin that lay there. Her hips rose to meet his as he began to thrust into her, her silky entrance enticing and encouraging him to delve into her core. She had never been a woman who believed in perfect matches, more in making do with what your have. And yet here she was, prepared to follow this man to the end of the earth, despite only knowing him a few days. Despite all this, she couldn't bear to be without him and knew that she had found her match.<br/><br/>She ground her hips into him gently, her toes curling as the familiar shaft pushed into her, finding her sweet spot...her arms wrapping tighter around him, wanting this to never end. She would try to be everything he wanted or needed...just to be with him.