I reached behind my head and pulled my shirt over my back before I tossed it onto one of the chairs. When I moved into her, one of her arms hooked around my neck, and she cupped my face, her lips parting to take the hungry kiss that was coming.
I clenched her tight ass in my hand before I lifted her into me so I didn’t have to bend my neck to kiss her. She weighed nothing to me, soft and light like a beautiful breeze on a spring day. Her kiss was fire on my mouth, desperate for my passion. She dug her fingers into my hair as she kissed me. “I f*****g missed you.” She spoke to me between her kisses, her voice breathless.
Fuck, the things this woman did to me.
“Bastien.” She said my name like she’d been desperate to say it all day, like it was hanging on the edge of her tongue.
I carried
