Penelope liked the way she said he was all hers. She really liked that. That might actually be her favorite thing that anyone had ever said to her. "Good," she whispered, placing little kisses right under his ear as he struggled briefly with the hooks on her bra. On a good day, it took Penny more than one try to get them undone herself; she was thankful that it wasn't her trying to get it off now.
They were now both topless, but Penny was definitely at the disadvantage considering her skirt was really only half a skirt. Locking her mouth to his again, her shaky hands reached down to unbutton his jeans and lower the zipper. Thankfully, she pulled off this momentous feat without a hitch, though her hands didn't stop shaking as she pushed the denim down. At this, her kiss became rougher and more insistent again as she steeled herself against her own nerves. She was trying to convince herself that there was really nothing to be nervous about.