~Alistair's POV~
He didn't pull out. He stayed buried inside me, the two of us panting in the silence of the rooftop. After a few minutes of rest, I felt him stir again. He wasn't finished.
He began to move once more, a second round that was slower, more intimate, until he finally reached his peak again, thrusting deeper as he emptied himself inside me again.
That was when he finally pulled away.
We both collapsed onto the sofa, my back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around me, his hands gently rubbing my skin.
"I love you so much," I whispered, looking up at the stars that seemed brighter than ever.
"I love you more, baby," he replied, his voice soft and full of a peace I had never heard before.
We stayed like that for a long time, the city lights shimmering below us. "Did you pack everything for the relocation?" I asked quietly. "Even the... toys?"
Alex chuckled, a low, vibration against my spine. "I packed every single thing, Alis. Not a single toy left behind."
