She nodded, face still hot. “I trust you,” she whispered. What was the worst that could happen? She wouldn’t like it. It’s not like there would be pain. And if she didn’t like it, she’d say so, and they would do something else. She made herself relax, made herself smile. A real smile. “Go on.”
Smiling tenderly at her reply, he took a deep breath and leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to the inside of her legs, eyes quickly darting up to look her in the eye. At the same time, his hands lazily massaged her hips and moved in even deeper.
Her toes curled harder. When would he — ? “Tease,” she murmured, biting at her lip, heart pounding. The kisses to her skin only made her want more, made her burn to be touched.