There’s a kindness to this that she’d not been expecting — a complete juxtaposition to their prior encounter. He’s almost thoughtful, mouth moving against her skin, and she tries to keep her focus on what he’s saying. The description is apt. A low smolder rather than a wildfire. She understands (she wishes she didn’t).

“Mmm.” His arms wrap around her, and she leans back against him until his chest is at her back and he’s fully holding her. Unable to stifle a shiver as he takes her breasts in both hands, her body betrays her - both nipples are perked, sensitive to his touch. Unintentionally, she shifts her weight from one foot to the other, dragging the curve of her ass against his front as she does so.