Roland glanced down, the corner of his mouth twitching up in a half-smile as he did so. If she was impatient, well, that did him just fine. He wasn't feeling the most patient in the world, either, not with her moaning and trembling and warm against him. Not after everything.

He pushed his hips up, slow and deep, letting go of her hair to steady himself against the wall. For a moment, he stayed just there, exhaling slowly, his forehead not quite touching hers. Then, moving his hand to her breast again, he leant in and kissed her, hard and passionate, as he started to move. Never one to do things by halves, he set a hard pace from the start, driving her up against the wall as he kneaded at her breast.