God, he had an uncanny knack for knowing just where she liked... well, everything. His mouth on her neck had her toes curling, and she moved to slide a leg over his lap, straddling him to sit more comfortably. It gave him better access, but more importantly, it let her touch him. All over that broad chest, her mouth licking at that clean skin, knowing no matter how hard she bit, she'd never leave a mark. "You do that."