"I'm done with ice cream," she turned her head to nuzzle his chest, "for now at least." Alice shivered against him as he caressed her through her clothing. He knew exactly how maddening he could be.
As he kissed her, her hands moved up the line of his shoulders to tangle in his short brown locks. Her hands slid through his hair, mouth opening up and inviting him to taste her. While she may have initiated this moment, Alice was quite happy to let him take the lead.
Breaking their kiss, she gazed up at him, eyes soft and warm with arousal. "I'll give you points for alliteration, though it's highly unfair as I cannot return the favor. Hot husband just doesn't have the same ring to it." Despite her words, she started to stroke his arms with her hands.