He groaned at the sound of her voice in his ear, and he wasted little time pushing his pants down and away. "Malia," he breathed, urgent and inflamed with need. He clutched a handful of her hair to pull her head back down, kissing her aggressively hard down into the mattress. He reached down to touch her, greedy and eager, his fingers caressing her sex and touching her with a curiosity only a lover could have. His fingers lifted to grasp his length, and he broke the kiss to look her in the eye, his own shining with a mix of lust, excitement, and love. He thrust into her with a smooth, rolling motion, the memories of their first time fresh in his mind, the shape of her body familiar to him.<br/><br/>He moaned her name as he filled her, beginning to rock and thrust with a quiet, eager desperation, toes dug into the mattress. He dipped down to kiss her again, ravenous and messy in his heat, tongue dancing against hers as he moaned against her warm lips.