Verity's body seemed to hum with desire as he pulled their hips together, kissing her as he was. Her hands tightened on his arms in an attempt at self-restraint. Her bum tightened as his hand rested on it but she was grinning up at him. She didn't have a chance to respond before he was guiding her back to the bed.
Sooner than she'd expected she found herself on silk sheets with fairy lights above them and she hardly remembered that they were at home in Ireland. She looked up at him innocently, though her posture suggested otherwise, her body just barely covered by the towel.
"I don't think I'm quite tired yet..." she said with a small smirk.