Daphne nodded at his choice, liking the option just fine. Making their rounds from one bit of furniture to the next and possibly adding in surfaces like the floor or the wall sounded just fine to her. Better than fine. She let herself be guided back to the edge of the sofa and laughed as he tipped her onto it and crawled over top of her.
The kisses were distracting and she hummed appreciatively at his attention to her neck. "Mmm, at least not here," she said. "Guess I'll have to practice being on my knees when he move to the next spot," she told him, biting her lower lip as he removed her shirt. The attention his mouth gave to her breasts made her arch upward, her fingers diving into his hair and gripping a fistful of it.