Sawyer glanced over with a skeptical grin, catching her gaze and holding it as best as he could before she leaned in too close to focus, her lips still warm and soft as he pulled her closer with an inhale, tugging lightly at her hair, his own scalp still tingling from when she'd tugged at him earlier. He'd never known this part to be as enjoyable to the woman. Women had been, in his experience, far more excited by having her needs attended to. But then again, that was the type of woman that he'd chased after all those years, the ones who needed him most. Starved for attention.

Lily was hardly that.

His eyes fluttered to a close as he slowly pushed into her, slick heat enveloping him from all around, his own pulse quickening as heat shot down below. With a gasp between his teeth, he leaned forward, trying to keep his hips from bucking as he pressed his lips against the side of her neck, stifling a groan.