Jessica's POV
The intensity of what I felt in that moment overwhelmed every sense I possessed.
My breath escaped in soft gasps as my fingers gripped Caleb's broad shoulders, moving with him as he drove deeper inside me. Each movement sent waves of pleasure through my body, his hands gripping my hips with a possessiveness that left marks I knew would linger for days.
I welcomed those marks. They were proof that I belonged to him, evidence of this connection that felt too good to be real.
But I needed more than physical proof. I needed words.
My fingers tangled in his dark hair, pulling his head back so I could see his face completely. His eyes were heavy with desire, half-closed and burning with an intensity that made my heart race. His jaw was tight with restraint, but I could see the raw emotion there as I whispered against his lips, my voice barely steady, "Tell me I'm yours."
