Again his lips are at the crook of my neck; my hands trail down his stomach and stop to undo his belt. “Slow down, I’m not done with you yet.” Josh whispers loudly. He moves his lips over mine again, his hand is fiddling with the clasp to my bra which is now being slid off of me. His hands run over and over my breasts making me arch my back. I remember these touches. Each one is more prominent now because my body is healed. He stops kissing me and backs away looking at my bare body. Large hands slowly run down my thighs towards my stomach and stop at my jeans again. My breath hitches as Josh undoes the button and tugs off my jeans. I stare at his hands as they trace back up my legs and pull my underwear down.