Lily moans loudly as Caine takes her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and rolling it between his teeth. Her hands rake through his hair, urging him to be rougher with her. At the same time, he continues to comb through her hair gently, sending shivers down her spine. It's a strange mixture of sensations that have her on the edge, begging for release.

"Caine... please..." she breathes out between moans, writhing against him. "I need you."

The mention of having another baby takes Lily's mind in a different direction for a moment, but only for a moment. As Caine pulls away from her nipple and kisses her lips, she whispers into his mouth, "Yes... I want another baby with you." Her hands slide down between their bodies to grasp him through his pants, feeling the heat of his erection against her palm.

"But first," she whispers against his ear, "I need you inside me." She squeezes him gently, teasingly.

Her body bucks up off the bed, meeting his every thrust with equal force. He's right; this feels so much like when they first met, their bodies entwined in a desperate dance of need and lust. Her inner walls clench tight around him, encouraging him to go deeper, harder.

"Yes," she gasps out between moans, "like that." Her nails dig into his shoulders as her orgasm builds, threatening to break free at any moment. "I'm so close."

Her whole body tenses and convulses around him as she comes, her orgasm shuddering through her in waves. She cries out his name, arching off the bed as her release washes over her. Caine's thrusts continue unabated, driving her higher and higher until she's sure that there can't possibly be any more pleasure left to feel.

Finally, he groans low in his throat before slamming into her one last time, his cock jerking violently as he comes deep inside her.

"You're... amazing," she whispers, trailing a fingertip down your chest. "I can't believe we just did all that." A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she thinks about the power you have over her, the way she willingly submits to your every whim.

"Tomorrow... at the office," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm really looking forward to that." Her hand drifts lower, cupping your still erect cock through the sheets. "

She giggles softly at your words, nuzzling closer into your chest. "Okay, okay... I'll go to sleep," she says with a yawn. "But just remember what we talked about... tomorrow and everything."

Her eyelids grow heavy as exhaustion finally claims her, and soon her breathing evens out into the deep, rhythmic sounds of slumber. In her dreams, she'll no doubt be fucked senseless against your desk, just like you promised.

"Wonderful,"

she whispers, kissing his shoulder. "It feels wonderful being this close to you, knowing that we belong together." Her fingers trace lazy patterns on his chest, enjoying the feel of his smooth skin against hers.

As they drift off to sleep, their breathing grows slow and steady, their hearts synchronizing with every beat. In this moment, nothing else matters; there is only the two of them, entwined in a loving embrace, bound together by desire and love.

Their dreams are filled with images of the night's events, the pleasure and the pain intertwining in a dance only they understand. As the hours pass, their bodies shift slightly, their hands and legs brushing against one another in gentle strokes. Their breath mingles, hot and sweet against the cool air, a testament to the connection between them.

"No!" I struggle against his hold, tears welling up in my eyes. "Please, Hiro...I can't do this." The guilt and fear consume me, making it impossible to surrender to his desires.

As he continues to undress me, I feel exposed and vulnerable. My heart races wildly, begging me to find Ray and beg for forgiveness. But where is he? I search the crowd one last time before giving up, defeated by my own weakness.

"I'm sorry,"

"No! You can't do this! I love my husband!" I struggle even harder against his hold, tears streaming down my face. The thought of getting pregnant with someone else's child fills me with horror. "Please, Hiro... let me go." But he only grins cruelly in reply, his fingers digging deeper into my skin as he forces me back onto the bed.

"You're mine now," he growls, moving between my legs and forcing them apart.