Sex and love didn't always go hand-in-hand, but Thad had always wondered how one would know they were in love with another. He'd never been with anyone who made him feel that all-consuming need to keep them in his life, to share his life with them, and though he wasn't there with Dagny, it struck him in that moment, their bodies moving in sync with gentle, sensual touches and soft words, that he could get there, that she was someone who could bring that out in him.
He shuddered against her, his eyes slipping closed at the feel of her leg curling around him, her hands on his back. It was an awful lot of feeling for the guy who had only seemed to use sex to satisfy a simple craving in the past. But this? This was no simple craving. He kissed his way back up to her mouth, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, his hips picking up the pace, matching that frantic need growing in him. And when he broke the kiss, his head turning to rest his cheek against hers, his body pumping over hers, he breathed her name.