That smile was all the warning she should have needed, but she was more than a little distracted. Still, it was a very welcome surprise when Evan pulled her into his lap, and she laughed breathily, wrapping one arm around his neck to steady herself.
It was hard to let him carry her without trying to distract him too much, but it was worth it when he set her down on the table and took control of getting where he wanted them to go. Theia propped herself up on her elbows to watch him, biting her lip and enjoying the view she had until seeing wasn't as much fun as doing.
Her breath hitched as he pushed himself inside her. She'd missed this, feeling Evan above her, inside her, connected and desired. In these moments there was no doubt that they were perfect for each other, that they both burned with a desire that could burn, but only made them want to draw closer. Theia didn't admit that she needed to feel wanted, but somehow he just knew how to make her feel it regardless. Their connection made it better, despite the game they had been playing tonight, and she couldn't get enough of her husband as she moved beneath him.