Insanely passionate

I lost it all and halted pounding in her for a moment. Rhea was mine. She knew it and I knew it. But did she know that I was also hers? That I would do anything for her if only she asked.  I would help her even if it meant money. It was such a sudden realization that it knocked me off. Rhea didn't look like someone who wanted to depend on me and I didn't want to force her.  Her saying that she belonged to me was enough. For now. I let go of her hair and smashed my lips again on her lips. This time, I tried to be tender with her. I wanted her to feel the things I couldn't say. Even my thrusts slowed down, moving deep with purpose. I was filling her in the only way I knew how to show her I cared. Rhea bit my bottom lip, and when I opened my mouth, she drove her tongue against mine, wrestling and making the kiss utterly filthy. When she pulled back,  I saw the string of drool connecting our tongues, and she went in for more without breathing. Then her manicured nails were scraped my scalp