Lily's heart soared when he shrugged of his white shirt. He was gorgeous. She must have done something right that she got someone who looked like that to love her. Love...she wasn't sure if he would use that strong of a word to describe his feelings for her. Or she'd use that to describe her feelings for him...yet that. She knew she liked him...a lot and that she wanted something more than just a snog and a shag. Also more than just a short little semester fling.
She felt sparks ignite over the skin he touched. Her heart melted at how slow he was going with her, how patient, how considerate. Lily knew that if she were any other girl he probably wouldn't have hesitated at all. They would probably have already been in his bed basking in the afterglow by this point. She wanted to let him know that she was okay with it, but she just managed a whisper as her hands explored all the planes on his chest and arms.
"James," she paused as she bit his earlobe, "say my name James, please, say my name."