Terence watched with interest, trying to remember for the future that little trick, licking his lips as the garment finally fell away, making it easier for him to slid his hands under the material of her shirt and move his hands against her soft skin, running his nails gently down her spine.
"I'll make sure to store that information away for the future," he chuckled against her lips, letting his tongue slide into her mouth, exploring how she tasted.
His hands found her sides again though, his hands moving over her breasts, pulling at her shirt and taking it up and over her head. "I want you," he said low, breathlessly.