He pressed his tongue deep into her mouth as he shoved off his own pants, stripping them off and kissing her again so hard like every part of him could melt into her. Every part of him ached for her right now, though her earlier words did stick in his mind and as desperate as he was to be inside her he still lunged for a condom in her now familiar drawer.
Her hand was on the back of his neck and he didn't look away from her as he lined up between her thighs and pushed into her, watching her face as he filled her, letting her watch his face for the all the pleasure and the need and the lust and the love on it. His hands swept up her legs and pulled her knees up, so he could sink as deep into her as he possibly could, and when he could go no deeper he kissed her again, ravishingly, needing to be closer still.