"I can't help it," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper, "being cooped up with you, knowing we can't go out... it's driving me wild." She bites her lip, her eyes locked onto his. "I need you, honey. I need you to fuck me like you've never fucked me before." He growls, pushing her onto the bed, his hands roaming her curves, their quarantine turning into a lust-fueled haven.