His lips insist on clinging to hers amid soft grunts of arousal, eyelids fluttering as his head grows lighter. So it's fairly easy for her to maneuver him however she wants, and he finds himself sitting before her, subjecting himself to her kisses, his hands grasping at her hips.

Breathless indeed, and wordless, he does what he's told and toes off his boots, quickly yanking the left one off when it gets stuck and tossing it aside somewhere.