The second his fingers touched her skin, she knew she was done for. They'd be in the bedroom in a matter of moments. Or the table or right there in that chair, she had to have him, that was all she knew. With surprisingly little hesitation, she broke the kiss and reached down to pull the blouse over her head. Her hair spilled down her back and she knew he'd enjoy the image it made but she didn't give him much time to admire because she was almost immediately back to kissing him.
"Mmm," she replied idly, in between the work his mouth was doing. "You're the one who said we'd bore people. Best to keep it between us, don't you think?"
It never stopped thrilling her to hear him say he loved her. For so long she'd thought she'd never hear it. Then when she finally did, the opportunities to do so were few and far between. Now, though? Now she planned to pull it out of him anytime she could.