Once his chest was bare, Jo ran her hands across hiss skin, even as she broke the kiss slightly so that she could nibble on his bottom lip. A small sound, similar to a purr from a contented feline, escaped and she arched her back against his hand. Her teeth left his lip and traveled along his jaw and up to his ear, nibbling and sucking softly. Meanwhile, one of her hands lightly traced the scars on his skin, the other sliding southward to fumble with the button and zipper of his jeans.