"Better not," she murmured, nipping him under the jaw. She moved to tug his shirt off, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and sighing at how warm he was. Kissing him was better when she could feel heat transferring from her skin to his. She couldn't help a subtle rocking of her hips, a slow grind into his that she didn't even realize she'd been making until she'd already been doing it for a minute.