The touches. The barely there brushes of his skin were driving him completely insane, ot to mention the scratches did the exact same thing. Wanting to stay semi in control of his thoughts Ty used his free hand to find hers on his side, grabbing her wrist and tugging it up over her head and pinned it to the mattress.
Pulling his lips away from hers Ty started to trail them down her neck, finding the spot right were her neck and shoulders met. As his mouth focused on that particular spot the hand that wasn't holding hers to the bed was moving up under her shirt, running over her stomach and up to cup her breast.