“That. That is all I’ve wanted to do every second of every day since I was last inside you.” He kisses me senselessly again until my body is melting against his. “For the record? I lied. I remember every goddamn minute of that night. It’s been torture wanting you. So you can say it was a mistake. You can claim you don’t want me again, but fuck that, Madds.” He gives another delectable kiss. “Because you do and I’m not believing your bullshit this time around. There will be no yachts. No dates with friends. Because I’m here and this time I’m taking what I want.”