“You already have me.” He kisses me sweetly as I lean back and take his weight. “We don’t have to have sex tonight. We have our whole lives to do this.” With a sheepish smile, he brushes my hair away from my face, then cups my jaw. Greedy looks at me like I’m worth being cherished. Like I’m a prize he can’t believe he’s won. His palpable desire makes me all the more sure that I want this—that I want
