He let out a deep groan as he felt her teeth, he reached up and held the back of her head. "That's it," he whispered against her ear.
When he had her in the laying position, his hand moved from her breast and began to slowly works his way down over her stomach and to her waist. His fingers began to work at the button on her pants. Again he felt that urge to just tear it off! That had to be easier then this aggravation. Damn clothes.
John lifted his head and pressed his lips back to hers in an passionate kiss.