Her hands immediately went to his hair, her fingers curling and entangling into it and forcefully pulling him closer to her. How she'd missed his intoxicating and nearly fatal kisses! She caught his lip between her teeth as one hand left his hair and traced its way down to his neck where it rested, her fingers digging into his skin. She wasn't sure she knew how to rest anything gently anywhere on his body.
"Off," she ordered roughly as his hands went under her shirt and her mouth descended upon his neck, intently creating the first marks of the night. Her own hands moved downward, ready to take his shirt off, too. Clothes were an issue when they were still on. Her hands went under his shirt and pulled it upward, letting it stay covering his head as she dipped down to scrape her teeth across his skin on his bare chest. She reveled in the taste of him. Given the chance, she'd devour him all tonight.