His tongue sought hers, deepening the kiss. His hand on her hip, kneading and caressing, made her own hands itch to feel his muscles. She ran one palm over his back, straying lower until she felt skin where his shirt ended. He broke the kiss to press his lips against her neck, moving downward. Behind her closed eyes, colors started swirling, and she felt herself slipping into a dream-like state. Making love had always been more than a physical act between them, and she could sense the blending of their minds as keenly as she felt the heat of his firm body against hers.
He murmured against her ear, “Baby, I’ve missed you so much. I want to make it up to you, to love you so good and so hard you’ll never forget me.”