"I thought you might," he murmurs against her skin, his fingertips drawing lines down her back. He liked feeling her pressed up against him, her wet skin leaving shivers down his spine. Her hands in his hair were soothing, thought hey did nothing to stop his own beginnings of arousal. Having her like this was the sweetest thing he could ever hope for in his life that was filled with mistakes and regrets. He would never in his entire life regret being with her like this.

Her mouth on him made him feel even hotter, his breath being stolen from him each time she kissed him, wherever she kissed him. The heady feeling of her reciprocation left him steadily craving more. He could drink up every ounce of her: her laughter, the little sounds she made when he did something she liked, the way she always gave back a thousand times over when he made her feel good. All of it was for him alone and that thought made him swell with pride.

"Mm. Definitely should have kissed you much sooner." He whispers, sucking on her earlobe and dragging it between this teeth.