He sighed with relief as her warm hands were on his skin, the slight chill in the air doing nothing to raise bumps along it.
They were both naked now, as Dennis slowly guided her towards the bed. He broke the embrace just long enough to lay her down, his body straddling hers. "Tell me what you want," he murmured against her skin, his tongue trailing down over a breast as he let it encircle a nipple, his hand still cupping the back of her neck.
She was laid out like a sacrifice, but Dennis kept his darker desires beneath those more sexual, more pleasurable ones.