Softly he deepened the kiss as well, exploring the passion of the affection lightly brushing the inside of her mouth with his tongue. His hands meanwhile nestled themselves into the curve of her back. Gently he broke the kiss, his mouth moving to pressed itself against her throat just above the jugular. His lips pressed gentle kisses along her neck feeling her pulse beat under the skin sounding like a beckoning drum. He lifted his head, his eyes once more taking their golden colored and a loud hiss escaped his mouth right before it fell but he broke it off. Instead of biting her he changed his position and pulling her against him in such a way she would have to rest there against his chest. LaCroix leaned his head over hers, his hands lifting to stroke the back of her scalp “No I won’t do that…not yet” He wanted her to have a say in this, he found that she was very important to him and wasn’t to be treated as such.