LINDEN

 

“Are you okay?” I couldn’t ignore the worry in her voice.

“I’m better than okay. Now lean over. I need to kiss you.”

Her lips barely brushed against mine, and I tilted my head to kiss her. Her mouth opened, and I deepened the kiss, delving my tongue in.

“God. Baby, I missed your taste.” I was hungry for her— starved. I controlled myself in the hospital for almost four days and couldn’t take it anymore. I craved for her. I wanted more of her. At this moment, I had fewer options.

I cupped her tits, putting a little pressure on my kneading. I instantly felt her wetness. Fuck...