Her eyes went dark, and she shuddered slightly at his words. “Oh, yes,” she breathed. She kissed him again, for good measure, and laced her fingers in his to drag him to the bedroom. She didn’t waste any time once there, either, unlacing her sleeves. She had to stop, slightly frustrated, when she realised the gown laced up the back, though.
Loving how she suddenly took control, he playfully fought for dominance and let out a deep and husky groan, fumbling with the remainder of his armour, somewhat jerkily stripping down to his under-layers. “Do you want some help?” he chuckled as he kicked his way out of his trousers.
For answer she turned her back to him, hands fumbling at the lacing at the back of her neck. “Please?” she begged, skin tingling with the desire to touch him.