The look he gave me sent a sharp stab of desire through me, and I caught my lower lip in my teeth with a little smile. A flick of my hand sent my hair spilling across his chest, and I carefully slid his shorts down over his hips, shifting to let him push them off. Kneeling between his legs, I let my hands resume their travels across his body, my mouth trailing lazy patterns over his skin, lower and lower, till my breath puffed warm across his arousal. I heard his indrawn breath, and in a slow smooth motion took him all the way in, my hands sliding down his chest to rest at his hips.