One of the subjects where Intelligence and Raven training coincided was reading nonverbal response. Getting such a positive one was always his goal… but when was the last time it was entirely an end in itself—and had sent such a thrill back through him, too?

He slipped his hands between her and the bed, spread his palms on her back, holding her beneath as he bent his head to keep stimulating her above. He kissed her breasts, her neck, her collarbone, her ribs, her stomach, his hands sliding down her spine to match.

At her waistband—with fingers and lips—he paused. He raised his eyes to her. Should he keep going…?