My heart-squeezing tight against the emotions roiling inside me. It's more than the ache between my legs that I want him to satisfy. It's also the way I've missed him this past week and how easily I'm able to fall right back into his arms.
"Oh God, James," I gasp, my fingers threading through his hair. "I missed you so much."
He kisses his way from my breast up to my neck where he bites me, leaving his mark on my skin.
"I missed you too, babe. Missed this. Missed the way you're so hot in my arms but knowing you're as innocent as they come. Not a day passed that I didn't think of my cock buried inside you."
He starts to unbuckle his jeans and as much as I want to do this, as much as I am turned on by him and want nothing but to feel him buried inside me too, there are too many uncertain things between us. I tug at his hair as he kissed my shoulders.
"James!"
He lifts his head. "What is it?"
