With his lips right up against the patch of Nessie's skin right between her small, firm breasts, Drew felt the little rumble that didn't quite make it to her throat. He still smiled at it, though, and looked up at her. "I guess that means I'm doing something right," he said lightly. Nessie didn't talk back to him to confirm things. Instead, she started broadcasting things into his head-- reactions and feelings, sensations-- all giving him the impression that he was definitely on the right track.
As Drew shimmed down the bed a little, he noticed that Nessie had still been able to get his boxers a few inches down before he'd moved away. "You can get back at me in a minute," joked Drew. "I've got a little more unwrapping to finish."
Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of Nessie's panties, he did just that. Drew tugged the lingerie down slowly, savoring the sight of his girlfriend naked on his bed. He took more than a few long looks before planting a kiss just below her navel. "Okay," said Drew, sliding back up the bed. "Your turn."