Dick's hands took a well-traveled path down Carrie's body until he reached the hem of her shirt. He then slid his hands back up her body, smiling a little against her lips as his fingers traveled over her skin. He broke the kiss momentarily to pull Carrie's shirt over her head and to kiss each of her breasts while her arms were trapped in her sleeves before he returned his mouth to her lips.
It was hard to believe that there had ever been a time when she'd been shy about her body, let alone a time where she'd been shy about his. There were quite a few things he wanted her to know when he kissed her: I want you, I need you, I love you, and pressing all of those messages into a single kiss was a challenge. Dick was up for it, though.