[It takes a moment for the word to connect, but when it does, he practically shudders-- breathing out a soft moan into the kiss and surging up to press more fully to him, his leg shifting up to curl around his hips and his hand more purposefully pushing his shirt up, feeling along his spine.]
Yours-- [Yes, yes, always... He breaks the kiss only to nuzzle at his neck, kissing up to his ear, his breath low and husky.] I'm yours, baby.