“Mine,” Summer murmured. Now that he lay beneath her, she could lean down and kiss his chest less awkwardly. She bit and licked at one nipple, curious about his reactions, and drew open-mouthed kisses across his muscles. Fingertips scraped down his sternum, and she smiled slightly at the fact that he had barely any body hair.
Laying sprawled out beneath her, Isaac’s eyes glazed over and his breath hitched, body contorting to push up into her lips as they peppered kisses across his face. Crying out in delight then as her lips grazed a nipple, his eyes widened comically and he blushed scarlet, hands reaching out to tangle fingers in her hair. “Oh!” he declared breathlessly and pushed up against her.
She planted her hands against his shoulders, pinning him down, before continuing down along his chest. After a moment she slid her nails down along his skin, and watched his skin flush in the marks, before surging back up his body to kiss him hard again. For all that she found his reactions to her caresses fascinating, it was his mouth she couldn’t get enough of.