Re: Howard, Maria and the theatre box
"Oh god, Maria," Howard murmured, lifting his eyes to her face after watching her undo his shirt, "do you have any idea..." His words trailed off as her nails scratched lightly across his nipple, the straining on the front of his pants clearly indicating just how much he was enjoying what she was doing. He pulled her mouth down to his again, a hunger for the taste of her too overwhelming to ignore.