That makes her feel good, a rippling of pleasure that rolls through her and settles low in the base of her spine. It makes her push her hips up again, wanting to get closer to him. What she really wants is just to feel him, the heat of his skin against her, and her hands both slip completely into his boxers. She's nudging them down bit by bit, revealing more of his skin, shifting under him to help herself get them off.

"I, um," she murmurs, feeling a little shy. Turning her head, she presses her lips to the edge of his jaw, the skin just in front of his ear.

"I want to see you," she finally manages to say, her cheeks burning as she does. Speaking so plainly always embarrasses her, but it's still the truth. "All of you."