"I don't plan on rushing. I plan on slowly savoring." He was only playing at miss understanding what she meant. His lips gliding over the point that caused her to trail off. Before, exposing her skin a little with a tug at her shirt from the inside, lightly fluttering his tongue over it.
His thumb still lazily traced over her pert nipple. His free hand moved to caress over her covered backside. Fingers trailing over the middle seam, between her thighs, where he lightly wiggled the tips of his fingers.