"Oh? Should I show more skin? Or do you like being the only one who sees me?"

It continues to surprise and delight him the way she leans into his touch and rewards him with affectionate kisses and gentle touch. His breath catches at her words, smiling at her encouragement to bask in her.

Then he's lost in her curling down over him again, hair skimming his skin as she kisses across him. "I don't think I'll ever have my fill of this, either," he says, hands trailing down her arms as she moves against him, tracing down by her hips and across the small of her back. He's touching her, and still he feels like he misses her, hasn't gotten his fill.