Del could have a word with his mind, tell his mind how slow and stop were naughty words that definitely deserved time outs and naughty steps but he's not listening to his mind and Del certainly isn't listening to hers. Not when he is kising her, not when he is making her feel like he wants her more than any other and loves her and cares and all with one simple, heated kiss.

"Ro..bb...," Del gasps into his mouth, tracing her hand down his neck and across his back. Her fingernails pressing into his skin lightly as her hips move with him, faster, faster, faster. She was never letting him sleep again. Never. "Robb please, ohh."