Damn, you're good,' he said and rolled onto his back. The man wasn't much for flowery speech, Alesandra thought with a smile. It didn't matter. She was arrogantly proud of herself because she'd pleased him. Perhaps she should give him a little praise too. She rolled onto her side to face him, put her hand on his chest directly over his pounded heart, and whispered. 'You're good, too. 'Tis the truth, you're the best I've ever had.' He opened his eyes to look at her. 'I'm the only one you've ever had, remember?' His voice was gruff with affection. 'I remember,' she said. 'No other man is ever going to touch you, Alesandra. You're mine.
Alesandra felt a surge of pride when her partner complimented her, appreciating the simplicity of his words. She rolled onto her side to connect with him, feeling a strong sense of intimacy and affection. In that moment, she decided to reciprocate his praise, acknowledging his unique skills and their special bond. Her deeper feelings surfaced as she expressed her appreciation for him being the best partner she could ask for.
He responded with a gentle reminder of their exclusive relationship, noting that he was the only man she had ever been with. His rough but affectionate tone underscored the depth of his feelings for her. Alesandra agreed wholeheartedly, feeling secure in their connection, as he stated possessively that she belonged to him alone. This exchange solidified their commitment to one another, highlighting the intensity of their emotions.
