"Is that a suggestion?" he asked softly, nuzzling his nose against hers. "Besides: all your clothes are still definitely on your body. And more's the pity for that."

He grinned, but still slid his hands across her--away from her thighs, away from her hands. "Stay there," he said, voice husky with command. He knelt away from her and began to strip off his own clothing, his eyes never leaving the sight of her strewn and rumpled on his bed.