But the reminder that he still had things he needed to clear up and would have to leave her soon enough crept back in and dampened his mood like cold water.
He wanted to stay. He wanted to spend every second of the day with her, kiss her until her lips went numb, feel and explore her mouth at his leisure. His cock throbbed and the urge rose in him, to feel her skin, to have her pressed against him with nothing between them, to rock into her and release into her over and over again until neither of them had anything left.
He closed his eyes to wrestle that urge and desire down so he could clear things up first, but by the moon, Sebastian felt his control slipping, even though he had once been a man who prided himself on self-control with the other mates he had taken to bed.
Their foreheads stayed pressed together, their breaths mingling in hot, ragged puffs as if they were both fighting the same losing battle.
