She stretched out beside him, carefully, aligning her body to his. The fingertips of one hand came to rest on his stomach, before she leaned up and in, pressing her mouth to his gently. She shivered against him, eyes dark.
His smile only widened at their close proximity, his covered stomach going taut under the slight weight of her hand, his lips parting to admit her entry. His eyes fluttered shut at the kiss, body melting down against the blankets covering the grass.
Never breaking away from him, she toyed with the laces at the throat of his shirt, pressing her body against his. The way he felt under her hands never ceased to be amazing, hard muscle pliant to her every motion.