He could barely get the words out before he groaned, and began, shifting and pressing, moving faster and faster as he used her. She was what he dreamed about, sneaking out these memories and reliving them in the pensive, to fill his lonely nights away from her. All of his experiences with her, from being on the beach and playing in the sand with her and Olivia to these tender moments filled the empty hours when he could not sleep.
"Toast and jam, toast and jam," he said, breathlessly as he leaned in to kiss her neck, their naked bodies moving across each other as he made quick use of these short moments together.
"Hannah," he said, gasping her name as he felt ever inch of her beneath him.