Well that lasted only about a moment. The moment his hand left her stomach, and found the exposed bit of her breasts. Any fire that had been banked, roared to life once more. If her parted lips and flushed skin did not tell him that much, the tone in her voice could have. "As it has been mine. Well, it has a one that is really close though. I do like after the walk, when all my memories of you are fresh and, well..." She wiggled her eyebrows. He already knew of a few. Why not admit they were the second favorite part of her day? Wallowing in the filth her mind cooked up.
The look on his face when he got that second buckle undone was priceless. Marian couldn't resist the urge to lean forward and reward him with a kiss. It was a brief one, but much more than a simple peck of the lips. This could be deemed as worship of his mouth. Before she leaned back up. "Just to be clear, though. I am not sitting astride your lap because I owe a debt of gratitude. Oh no. While I am grateful. I also find you maddeningly attractive, of mind, body, and spirit. So it was either this, or spend unhealthy amounts of time in my room or in a nice steamy shower." She teased almost as if she hadn't bent down and rewarded him.