Greg flushed all over with heat when her hands slipped up against his skin. He liked his body well enough. It was strong and it did what he told it to do, but he had more than his share of scars, both from growing up and from his last few years working in Newcastle. Still, if she just was just touching he wasn't real shy about it. He kept his hand wrapped around her waist and brought his other hand up to slide through her hair as she fastened herself to his neck and started sucking on his skin.
His breathing was already ragged, his body stirring against the warm weight of her. Normally he'd feel a little shy about being hard so fast just from the kissing, but the way she moved against him made him think it wasn't exactly something she didn't want. He groaned audibly when she shifted up against him, barely keeping his hips from arching up to meet her. "Fuck," he murmured as she pressed up against his chest. "You want...should we...?" After a moment he decided not to wait. He tightened his grip around her waist and simply got to his feet, picking her up with him easily and moving as fast as he could manage on shaking legs back to the bedrooms. She was a lady, no couch or floor or wall or whatever for her. She deserved a proper shag, and hell if he wasn't dying to be the one giving it to her. She had him so turned on it was hard to walk straight.