Her answer came wordlessly, which was fine by him. This time, when she pulled at his shoulder he gathered her up in one arm, hoisting her a little closer by her lower back. His other hand cupped the side of her face, her ear, making a rounded trail over the edge of her jaw. He was not so quick to lead her now, letting her move as she liked while he did the same, first upon her upper lip and then the lower. After a languid, silky brush over the bottom outline of her mouth, he gently traced a small line with his tongue. His eyes opened briefly, heavily lidded, ever watching to see how far he could go.