Anne's eyes were still closed and she took a deep breath before opening them a bit lazily. His hand in her hair felt amazing and brought back memories of other times he'd done so, namely while they'd been together.
Nodding slowly, she kissed him again and pulled him down, her hand sliding into his boxers. "After the week we've had and the worrying I've done about you?" She stroked him gently. "I need you to be with me."
She pushed him back gently and pushed his shirt up over his stomach where she placed a soft kiss. "If it'd be easier, I can... be on top?"