“God, you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that,” he finally says, head still against mine. “You’re telling me,” I say with a shy smile. “I may have fantasized about this a time or two.” He smirks. “Good. Glad I wasn’t alone in fantasyland.” Fidgeting with my fingers, I say, “What now?” “Everything,” he replies with a wide smile. “I want to do everything with you.”
