She chuckled at his words, though it trailed off into a moan when he grabbed her hips and rocked her against him. “Now who is impatient,” she teased, but already she was moving, sliding one hand down to press against his stomach as she pushed herself up to her knees. She wanted him just as bad, and while it was always tempting to play with him a little it would only be torturing herself as well. For far too long they had been apart, and it had been even more emotionally difficult this time than physically.

She needed this, they both did, and when she wrapped her hand around him and positioned herself above, she wasted no more time before sinking down around him, drawing him in as deeply as she could and letting out a long, drawn out sigh as she did so, like she finally felt complete and whole again. “God, you feel good,” she breathed, rotating her hips just slightly as she adjusted to his girth.