His name fell from her lips in another pant as she watched him shed his shirt, fingers immediately tracing the curve of muscle from his stomach up along his chest and over his shoulders to his back, tugging herself in to press flush against him and groaning from the contact.

Already-swollen lips met his for the kiss, the heat almost overwhelming as she held him tight, the sensitive skin of her breasts pressing against his chest in a firm reminder of the bare warmth that was right there, hers for her to touch however she liked. Fingernails went to his neck then, biting hard into those spots near his neck, scraping at skin to make him moan, bring him that same pleasure he'd shown her, so she could hear him...