I give a low growl as she presses back, loving how she feels against me, how she knows just what I like and what feels best for me. Again I'm reminded that I don't really deserve someone this incredible but I've long since learned to not argue about it with her.

"Your favorite kind," I say, biting her skin and pressing her harder against the wall before I lower myself, kissing along the line of her back, stubble scratching along her skin. When I'm on my knees I grab her hips and spin her around. Hooking one of her legs over my shoulder I begin kissing up the inside of her thigh.