Jonathan smiled against her lips, gently biting her lower lip, giving it the slightest tug as he slid his hand under her thighs, lifting her so that she was sitting on his lap, sideways rather then straddling him, before his hand slid back to where she had placed it, before eagerly sliding under the fabric of her dress, rubbing over her thigh, enjoying the feel of her flesh.
Jonathan rain his nails lightly over the sensitive skin of her thigh as he moved his mouth down, kissing across her neck, gently sucking on it, teasing the flesh in counterpoint to his nails.