The woman pressed herself forward to eagerly receive the kiss. His lips were soft and inviting and the way he took each kiss without hesitation excited her.
Her hands petted up his stomach and across his chest until she could grip his arms and give him a tug forward just as she began to slide back. As he followed, she let herself rest against the soft mattress and broke the kiss to smile at him. However sweet the quirk of her lips made her, there always seemed to be some mischief in her eyes.
"Bruce," she cooed against his ear. "I think you're too much of a tease to make me purr." It was a playful dare, one that she hoped would spur him to action.