She shivers, goosebumps flaring at the touch of his breath. The feel of his mouth on her nipples makes her mewl, a desperate needy sound. When he meets her mouth, her kiss is decadent, slow, her sighs louder now. He can feel the sharp points of her nails where she is holding tight to his shoulder.

She feels the bite of the fabric against her hip and she moans, the sound loud in the small room. She whispers his name, pleading.