"What else have you missed?" he didn't know why, but he was enjoying hearing her say she missed his things. He didn't wait on an answer before he was pressing up inside her moist heat, a low groan slipping from his lips.
Large hands came up to hold just under her thighs, helping aid moving her as he started to rock his hips. She felt fucking wonderful, like she always had. It got his heart racing to feel her enveloping him again so fully. She definitely wasn't leaving for at least twenty-four hours. He was going to make sure that when she left, they were thoroughly reacquainted. Maybe one of them had a new tattoo that they needed to find.