Sam let his arms raise just enough so that he could pull his tee-shirt off. He probably needed a shower, but he didn't really care all that much right now. Her little hands were discovering him all over again and her touch still felt electric. He hugged her to him, again, fingers scrambling for purchase against her hair and head. He didn't know how girls put up with these ornate hairstyles; they looked like they hurt. Gently, he found the pins and let her beautiful brown hair come cascading down over her back. He carefully untangled strands with his fingers, being gentle and soft with his hands in her hair and against her scalp.
"You're beautiful." he murmured, nuzzling her cheek for a moment.