Much moaned in delight as she deepened it, and spurred on by the movement of her hand he shifted so his arm could wrap around her back, holding her even closer. Her body was so warm against his, and the thought of the thrill of touching her bare skin - no doubt even warmer - hitched his breath as he was kissing her. Much curled his hand into the soft fabric of her dress, and next time the kiss broke he bent his head and pressed his mouth against her neck, exploring the skin that was as warm against his lips and tongue as he imagined, and even more enticing.
Every warning and memory could just shut up, for a while, this was too good.