Sook let him reposition her hands until she grabbed onto his lapels, thumbs running over the itchy fabric. She watched him carefully, unsure if she could trust him not to make a big deal out of it; to be discreet and gentlemanly outside of the bedroom.
"It best do," she said, pulling him by the lapels towards her. "Kiss me, Bo." she whispered, not wanting to break the spell of lust.