It took Marian a full minute to gather her faculties when he pulled his lips from her breast. Her breathing heaved them, before she glanced down at his trousers. She needed some presence of mind to undo them. She freed her other hand from his hair.
She closed her eyes for a moment and thought. Buttons. Right. But hadn't she altered some for him? That seemed like so long ago now. She was letting the eagerness she felt to fry her brain. Think, Marian, think. She chided herself. Her trousers would have to come off too.
So before her fingers took action, with the fluidity of water, she eased herself down his legs, taking a little pleasure out of the way they felt against her own as she did, until she was on her knees in front of him. Nudging his legs apart. She caught her lower lip between her teeth, her hands finding the front cover bit, as her eyes sought out his.