Patience was a virtue that she’d never had all that much empathy with. It seemed too much

Patience was a virtue that she’d never had all that much empathy with. It seemed too much like cowardice to her, sitting around dwelling in a quagmire of inaction when things could be done, and there were people they could be done to. But he’d told her to wait. Or, more accurately, he’d just not told her she was allowed to do as she wished. Conflict occupied her mind like a hornet’s nest, angry insects desperate to get out, each thought buzzing with murderous intent. “What are you waiting for?” She’d asked it of him the second time they’d met, the second time since the first kiss, and the first time they were on a sofa together, cuddling without really cuddling.  He’d shrugged, the infuriating bastard that he was. There was a smile somewhere in the gesture, and that only made it worst. She squirmed, frustration sliding over her, an itching wave. She wanted to be clear of it, and she wanted him on her, and her on him. Her hands started to wander. His hands wrapped around her wrists, and set them back in her lap. His smile only grew, along with all of the fidgetting, frustrated discomfort that was increasingly defining her evening. Number three came along, and she didn’t allow him an opportunity to dictate the pace. The door was barely swinging back towards the frame when she was up against him, one hand on his crotch, the other tight around his neck. Her lips on his, and his eyes popped wide in surprise. He pushed her slightly, a few inches of truce between them as he stared at her face.  His grin was the only signal she needed, and she threw another kiss in his direction. The ricochet down the hallway, into the bedroom, before collapsing on the bed. Her top on the floor. His strewn beside him. Her hands everywhere they could go, and then against his fly.  “You.” The word occupied the space between them for a moment before bursting. She paused, her head tilting to the side, waiting, confused. He just smiled some more before grabbing her shoulders and throwing her down beside him, sliding up on top of her. “I was waiting for you."  -- source link

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