Very possessive. Mine, mine, mine. [She tugged playfully on his hair with each mine. Sighed softly at the kisses and touches. Especially when he strayed over to her nipples that were still so damn sensitive.]

[Her fingers played through his hair as she listened to him talk. Her lips curved in a pleased, happy smile.] You just described my exact mental state. Completely, utterly addicted to Sam and not about to accept any form of intervention. Not suffering from addiction... loving every minute of it.

And anytime you want to satisfy that curiosity of yours, feel free. There's still toys you haven't played with yet, too.