91. Need

As he dropped her on the bed, his hands eagerly went for the hem of her dress. Pulling her out of it, he sent it flying across the room, leaving her in her black underwear and bra. Climbing onto the bed with her, he pinned her against the headboard as he reached for her lips.

Every time his lips touched hers, it felt as though they were reclaiming what always belonged to them. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt this way, and how much she wanted to feel this. She missed him in more ways than one, and she intended to show it to him. If not her words, perhaps her actions could give him the assurance he wanted. And needed.

Burying his fingers in the mane of his head, she pulled him closer to her, deepening the kiss. Jamie took the chance to push his tongue into her mouth, letting her relish the taste of him fully. As she nibbled on his mouth, his hands traversed along her hips, all the way to her back, and eventually up to the strap of her bra. Unhooking it with ease, he slipp