He pressed in close against her, content with the kissing and touching for a moment, with running his fingers and the edges of his nails against her skin. But, ultimately, his body was burning, aching for her. And she was naked, and he still had that one last barrier to his skin.

He took his hands off her for a moment to slip his briefs off, tossing them aside, then brought a hand back to cup her ass, squeezing happily.