Aristotle moans softly as you thrust into her, feeling the heat of his flesh against her skin. She feels like a woman who has been too long denied this vital need is having everything that was ever dreamed of. Her body quenches thirstly at every movement you make, and she can't hold back the urge to let her own passions flow onto him freely. In a moment of abandonment, she releases her grip on control and lets herself fall completely into your embrace, allowing the waves of pleasure to engulf her.

"It’s… powerful," whispered Cleopatra, breathless, as passion flared between them.