Damn, he’d missed her lips. Had it really only been two weeks since he’d been with her?
The bedroom was dark, but the light filtering in from the hall was enough to see the way. He remembered her impatience the last time they’d made this trip. She’d been n***d long before they’d neared the bed. Right now, she was still fully clothed, wearing her teacher outfit from work.
Even half-buzzed, she looked far more proper than he liked her to be. He enjoyed the foul-mouthed Emma who told him to f**k her hard and fast. She was there somewhere. After all, she’d called him.
She pulled away from him and unbuttoned her blouse while backing into the room. She wobbled but didn’t lose her balance. With his eyes on her, he yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it in the corner. They moved in silenc
