"Tell me you're mine, Jazz," I demand, pinching her clit, drawing a sharp gasp from her. "Tell me you fucking love this."
"I'm yours, Nerio," she moans. "I love it...I love...ah!"
Her words dissolve into a cry as her orgasm hits, her body convulsing around me. I feel her release, her heat coating my cock, and it sends me over the edge. I thrust deep one last time, my body shaking as I find my own release, filling her completely.
As we come down, our breaths ragged, I lean in, my lips brushing against her ear. "I love you, Jazz," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "Every fucking inch of you."
Her breath hitches, her eyes fluttering closed. "I love you, too, Nerio."
I feel her heart pounding against my arm, her body still trembling from the aftermath. And I think back to the day that I first laid eyes on her, that I first hired her.
I always knew we'd end up here.