His only answer to that is a soft hum, and a nod that has the still somewhat wet curls of his hair brushing along her skin. All the while he continues to explore her skin, in the same slow, gentle and almost reverent way as if he were doing it for the first time.

Traveling across her chest, his lips trail right between her breasts, stopping to leave a more lingering kiss every once or twice. His head tips as his mouth moves along the edge of her ribs and to her side, lips parting a little wider so his teeth dig very lightly into the curve of her waist.