The soft, teasing voice, the promise of it, sank through him as much as her sprawled, prone position did. Krem kissed Adaline's cheeks, her soft jaw, her long neck. He scraped his hands along her body until he found the zipper of her dress and could draw it down. As much as he adored her like this, he wanted her down at least to her small things, wanted to see her squirming on his sheets like that.

He got distracted, though, skirting his fingers over her body and cupping her crotch, rubbing her slowly. He slowly slid a single, teasing finger into her, all the way to the knuckle, while he nibbled up along her ear.