If there's something going on beyond this room, beyond this bed he isn't paying any attention to it. His focus right now is entirely on her, the beat of her heart in his ears, every shift her body makes, her scent, the way her skin tastes beneath his lips, there is nothing else beyond her right now.

When her grip at his waist gets tighter he responds, bending his knee and sliding it over her leg, giving her more of the closeness she's demanding.

He continues to feather kisses along her skin, moving from her ear down her neck, all while his hand slides slowly from her chest down her sternum, ghosting along her skin over her belly towards her navel and lower.