He toed off his shoes, letting them fall with a clunk to the floor, as he sat up. "It really should," he said roughly through a throat grown tight. Will hooked a finger in the center of her bra and pulled it the rest of the way so he could toss it vaguely in the direction of the chair holding his robes.
Gently and with more reverence than any other woman had ever gotten from him, he lowered her to the rose petal covered coverlet. "This needs to go, too," he said, tugging at her dress until she lifted her hips so he could pull it the rest of the way off. Sweet Salazar, she was gorgeous all laid out like that in only knickers almost to small to count as an article of clothing.
Also, those rose petals stuck to his bare back were slightly annoying but not enough to keep him from sliding up her body, carefully examining every inch from knee to throat with hands and mouth until Audrey was squirming in an extremely distracting way. "It's difficult to make sure all your parts are working properly with you wiggling around like that," he teased.