"Then I think the lamb will keep," he said, and went back for her neck with a soft sort of smiling laugh. Now, he started to ruck up her skirt while he kissed at her, more bold than he'd been last time, but still with that edge of hesitation. Even if she'd said he could do as he'd like, he wanted her to have her control, to have her freedom to pull back if she needed. There was no reason for him to overpower her beyond what she wanted.