Not long after, his hurried steps sounded on the stairs. I walked into the hallway, coffee mug in hand. He smiled as he saw me, and stepped forward, he pulled the mug from my hands and took a sip. I chuckled as he handed it back, and I stood it on the side table. He pressed a quick kiss to my lips once more, the rich taste of coffee lingered on my lips.
"I want to see you again, and soon."
"Good, because I don't know how long I can last without a repeat of last night."
He groaned, I could tell the thoughts that were now rushing through his head.
"I wish I could get out of this, I'd take you upstairs and we'd have that repeat right now."
I placed my hand on his chest, feeling the cool fabric of his shirt beneath my fingers, leaning up to whisper in his ear.
"Why bother wasting time wi
