“Fuck,” I mutter, anchoring my fist in his hair as I explore his throat. “What the hell are you doing to me?” “I don’t know, but believe me, the feeling’s mutual.” His hands coast down my back, and he arches his neck into where my lips are brushing against his skin. “Is it weird to say I’ve missed you?” I grin before moving to capture his bottom lip between my teeth. “You’ve been with me almost all day.”
