The kiss is both excruciating and exquisite, everything she could want even as it brushes the surface of what they could have. That simple press of lips to her own sends her pulse racing and she wants to wrap herself up in him.

So she does. Pulling back for just a few agonizing seconds to catch her breath, she reaches up to hook a hand around the back of his neck to keep him in place as she tugs him in for another kiss, this one insistent with a hint of desperation. She wants this, she wants him, and this kiss is the best way she can think of to show him that.