“I’m trying so hard not to ruin your hair right now,” I grunt out as I pick up speed. “But all I wanna do is stick my hand in there, pull out all those damn pins and tiny little flowers, and fucking … fuck you. I wanna fuck you so hard and long you can’t remember what it feels like to not have me inside of you. I wanna lay you down on our bed, rip this fucking dress off you, and worship every inch of this body until you know what it’s like to have every piece of you loved beyond measure.”
