With her above him his hands slip down her sides, mapping her figure before coming to rest on her hips. His thumbs slip inward, grazing her belly, teasing along the hemline of her sweats.

He can't hold still either and when she moves against him his hips arch, first on reflex, and then again to prove he isn't the only one driving the other crazy. His blood is boiling in his veins and it's because of her.

"I love it, too" he teases and smirks as he kisses her.