His pants are sliding down his hips, her fingers working against him as a low moan builds in the back of his throat. Teeth nip at her sensitive skin before he trails his mouth to her other breast, his own fingers traveling over her inseam where thigh meets hip. There's heat washing over him, strangling him, and part of him just wants to get on with it. Just wants to fuck her senseless, because it's what he wants. What she wants.

Instead, he looks up at her, gaze dark. "No."

His tongue circles her other nipple.