That tickle in his ear made his body arch into her, his hands closing around her waist to pull her firmly against him. Oh yes yes yes yes - Much looked at her lips with hunger, those beautiful lips saying beautiful things, and then her eyes again and it was utterly unbelievable how beautiful her eyes were as well. "Where?" he asked breathily. "Where's your favourite place to make love?" His hands found the bare skin beneath her robe, his fingers a little rough against the perfectly smooth skin at her waist and up her back, and he made a irrepressible sound of desire.
He wanted to treat her right, give her what she wanted, where she wanted it, how she wanted it - but honestly he was moments away from pushing forwards and laying her back on the chaise lounge, doing it right here and now.