She shoved frantically with her feet until my pants were gone, and I kissed her like a drowning man finally reaching air.
“I couldn’t even f**k my own hand while you were gone,” I growled against her mouth, the truth tearing free from me. “All I could think about was you. What was happening to you. I damn near punched holes through every wall in the house from the frustration.”
Her hips arched, slick heat brushing against me through the thin barrier still between us. “Now,” she gasped, desperate. “I don’t need foreplay. I’m so wet, Troy, I need you inside me. Right now.”
The sound she made when I pushed her legs wider nearly drove me insane.
Despite her desperate plea, I forced myself to sink into her slowly, gentle at first, because she mattered too much to ever hurt. But gods, she wa
