“I need you naked,” he whispers.

The blinds are down, but I still feel a little uneasy at his request.

“I locked the door on the way in. Not that anyone should be intruding.” He slides his hand up my shirt, freeing one breast from my bra and gently squeezing the nipple. “I need my mouth on these.”

My strangled laugh surprises even me. “So needy.”

“Always when it comes to you. I have a lot of time to make up for.”

“Let me sit up, and I’ll take it all off.”

He grins, backing away as I sit and tug my shirt over my head. Reaching behind me, I unhook my bra, and I don’t even have it all the way off before he ducks under my arm and sucks a nipple into his mouth.

“You’re so impatient. It’s like you weren’t in bed with me last night.”

I lean back, and he chuckles against my skin, his hand caressing the other breast.

He laves at my hardened peak, and I close my eyes. I swear my nipples are directly connected to my clit. He barely needs to touch me and I’m melting underneath him.

“Delaney,” he whispers. “All I want to do is touch you.”

Raising his head, he meets my gaze. Those dark eyes of his are filled with so much love that he doesn’t need to tell me how he feels. It’s all happening again so fast, and this time I just give in to it. We’re not nineteen anymore, and I’m not fighting this attraction off. We might be apart soon, but for now, being together is all that matters.

I sink into the mattress as he claims my mouth with his. His tongue caresses mine, his hand sliding down my torso until he finds the button of my jeans.

“Wait.” I’m breathless.

Confusion crosses his face. “What?”

“Are you sure you don’t need to Google anything?”

Josh’s eyebrows shoot straight up. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be fine. Has your clit moved since last night?”

I grin. “Not that I know of.”

He gives me a tender kiss on the lips.

“Well, I’m pretty sure I’ll find it just fine. Over …”

Kiss.

“And over …”

Kiss.

“And over again.”

“Is that a promise, Mr. Carter?”

Desire crosses his expression. “Oh yes, Ms. Carruthers. That’s a promise.”

I laugh again as he undoes my jeans and pulls them off, along with my panties. Moving back beside me, he slides his hand up my thigh and strokes my clit with his fingers.

“Ooooh you found it by yourself,” I tease.

“Is that some kind of challenge?”

I bite my bottom lip. “Maybe.”

“I like a challenge.”

I let out a long sigh as he slides a finger inside me.

“I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to get enough of you,” he whispers.