"Ohh." She breathed out, tilting her head back to give him better access as her hands occupied themselves with sliding down his chest, fingers splaying against his stomach after wiggling beneath the fabric of his shirt. She'd seen how fit and muscular he was but feeling it beneath her fingertips was another thing entirely.
And his lips were leaving trails of fire on her skin, and making her lose control over her conservative nature. Which explained the way her hips twitched against him instinctively.