Oh, well, that was just an invitation, that turn of the head. Terry immediately kissed her, and it was like he was a man possessed: hot girl. Kissing him. Stroking his arms. It was ON.
He put one hand behind her head--because chicks LOVE that tender shit, and because hands in hair was epic sexy--and leaned her full on her back as he laid on top of her; his other hand went directly under her top to find her breasts. "Just you is HOT. Just you is a sexy fucking babe," Terry told her, meaning every single word because duh! Luna might not be in his top five or his top three, but she was hot.