He nodded, already hard for her. "Fuck, yes," he agreed in a whisper, kicking off his trousers from around his ankles before letting his gaze sweep over her on the bed. The sight of her looking at him like that was enough to make his mouth a little dry.
Finlay crawled onto the bed, hovering over her with a wicked smirk before capturing her in another teasing kiss. Breaking that, he let his lips move down her throat, across her collarbone.