"Nicky might skin us both if we don't get out," Andy laughed, breathless with her pulse running high and excitement thrumming under her skin to have him back, to hear the naked want in his voice that hadn't been there in years.

"I want you, Sebastien," she said softly, but she meant it: she would always say it, making sure and making herself known. Andy had little problem hiding her desires but they all too often went unspoken, though they were all familiar enough with how they said things to each other, even without words. She shifted to wrap her legs around his waist, feeling his cock press into her belly as she scattered kisses down his neck, over his shoulders, dipping her head for one at his heart.