Setting her down, he moves onto the bed and straddles her, hovering over her on his hands and knees. He bends his head to plant a row of kisses across the tops of her breasts, his hair sweeping over her clavicle.
"I was gonna get to that," he murmurs, smirking against her skin.
Raising himself back up, he tugs his t-shirt up over his head and flings it off. If he didn't do the kind of work he does, he'd be just this side of skinny, but as it is he's still solid and sturdy, with lean shoulders and ropey arms.
With his tousled hair hanging in his eyes, he looms over her again, as he then starts to unbuckle his belt and undo his fly.
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Setting her down, he moves onto the bed and straddles her, hovering over her on his hands and knees. He bends his head to plant a row of kisses across the tops of her breasts, his hair sweeping over her clavicle.
"I was gonna get to that," he murmurs, smirking against her skin.
Raising himself back up, he tugs his t-shirt up over his head and flings it off. If he didn't do the kind of work he does, he'd be just this side of skinny, but as it is he's still solid and sturdy, with lean shoulders and ropey arms.
With his tousled hair hanging in his eyes, he looms over her again, as he then starts to unbuckle his belt and undo his fly.