Every nerve ending in her body was on fire, with every single touch, every kiss, cold air hitting her body as he removed her shirt, his warm fleash hitting hers as he kissed her once more. There was no more softness, not really, just a hungry desire fuleing the pair of them. Her arms hooked around her neck, pulling him tightlty to her, not bareing to let him leave her, she had realized so easily that she didnt want to loose him, not any more.

He moved from her, fingers easily flipping open the button her her jeans, hand pushing inside, fingers finding that one place they both wanted. Every touch, every little touch, kiss sent her spinning, small moans and sighs leaving between her lips.

"I need you" She whispered, pulling his face so that he was looking at her, fingers brushing through his hair as her breath hitched in her throat at his movements.

When she urged him to look at her, he couldn't help but drink her in, his movements stilling for just a moment. Not too long ago he'd been on the verge of going crazy, willing to destroy anything and everything if it would at least allow him to talk to her, explain, and now here she was, telling him she needed him. God knew he needed her, loved her more than he ever had anyone in his life.

"I'm here. I'm yours..." He whispered, his body aching more and more for something beyond the touches his fingers were stealing.

When he pulled his hand from her, his breath was becoming less even and more heavy under his arousal and anticipation, almost like this was their first time together. Pushing her jeans and panties far enough down her hips, he made short work of the button of his own pants before he allowed it to follow suit along with his boxers, freeing himself from the offending pieces of clothing.

He brought his mouth in a close proximity to hers once more when he shifted slightly, yet the skin of their lips did not fully touch this time when he entered her. A moan escaped him at the sensation while his hand found it's place on her thigh again, his fingers softly digging in to the flesh when he began his thrusts.