"Jesus," I breathe, my hand tightening in his hair, tipping his face up and dragging him into a deep kiss, one that manages to be slow and warm and demanding at the same time.

If it wasn't about sex before, it sure as hell is now, but there's an undercurrent of something else, something driving me to hold him close and take my time prying his lips open with my tongue.

I pop open the button on his jeans, but instead of tearing them off of him, I let my hand slip down the back of his waistband, hand splaying out over his ass through his underwear and using the leverage to haul him closer.