She was completely unsurprised by the teasing. Anything less might have been surprising, but anything less would not have been Longshot. Her fingers threaded through his hair softly as she turned her her to be able to watch his mouth move over her skin. She loved how he managed to look peaceful and determined all at once.

Completely independent of thought, her hips responded to the increased pace of stroking, rocking faster up against his hand. Her legs moved more apart and braced slightly against the bed to give her more leverage to move.