She lets her head fall back against the pillows when he brings his mouth back to hers, moaning as her tongue wrestles with his.

No, no, no, there was something... something... She was trying to say something, wasn't she?

She arches her back, shivering with delight as his body meets hers, snug together.

To hell with it.

Her hands slide down his back, not stopping until they've breached the waistband of his flannels again.