"I want you," I breathed out, my throat tight but my will burning steadily. "Here. Now."
His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me close as he whispered, "Thanks, baby." I only nodded, breath hitching.
His lips found mine again, fierce and demanding, lips flicked, tongues dancing, teasing until I was dripping even more.
His hands were hungry too... unbuttoning my shirt with impatient urgency until it fell away, leaving my bare skin exposed to his greedy touch.
His eyes raked over me, dark and hungry as he slipped down his trousers, the thick length of him standing hard and waiting, bare and begging.
"Come sit on my leg," he commanded softly.
I obeyed, straddling him as his lips trailed a slow, searing path from my forehead, down my nose, my neck, and teasing my nipple until it peaked, tight and sensitive under his gentle suckle.
