Jo's hands clamped down on his own, must like their first night together and he felt a sudden thrill in his body. He lent backward to keep himself sitting as her lips touched his own. He moaned softly at her teeth grazing his cheek, but not from pain.
"I am, I feel my heart racing at your touches...." Joe leaned forward, her grip was stronger than he thought but he didn't try to break it. His lips fell around hers once more, he nibbled her lower lip in return.
"It can only be a good thing he's left," he said licking his lips. He lent to the side touching his lips to her neck, he whispered to her ear, "I'm recovered enough."