"Mrf," he semi-growled around the fabric between his teeth as all three bows came undone simultaneously. He dropped his hands away from her hips and squirmed on his knees a bit. He let pink silk lace fall from his mouth.

The panties had nothing left to hold them on, so they would come down soon. Though he needed that bra off, too. He wanted absolutely every inch of his wife. And without a bit of clothing on.

Which reminded him to shrug off his own jacket.