The arm that had been over her shoulders drifted, sliding down so that his fingertips brushed at the side of one breast. He traced the curve, lightly calloused tips of his fingers gliding across soft skin.
He slowly pulled away from the kiss, only to press a line of kisses down her jaw onto her neck. He nipped at the tendon there, drawing a sharper breath from her before he laved at the light marks.
Her skin tasted of nothing he'd ever tasted before, and her touch just seemed to enthrall him more.