The air-conditioned coolness of the room made it even chillier than the evening air outdoors. Once again, the pebbling of nipples, but she had his body heat to lean into. Even more so when he finally began to divest himself of the remaining layers.
Perched on the edge of the bed, where she allowed Will to steer her, Yelena rested her weight back on her elbows as she watched him slid out of rest of his clothes. When he was done, she pushed herself back to sitting and leaned forward, pressing a light kiss to the blank expanse of skin between the horizontal line of his most prominent scar and his navel. She didn't know if he would like that, so she didn't linger for long.
He turned his attention back to the side of her neck. Yelena would have made a vampire joke had he not chosen that exact moment to bite down. She let out an audible groan, but not one of displeasure. Her hands slid over his hipbones to grab double handfuls of Will's newly bared ass. The firm squeeze of muscular flesh, as she leaned back, urging him down with her, spreading her legs as she did so to make room for him.