"Don't say that," he said, smiling as he crawled onto the bed, "because what I want is to devour you entirely. I want to run my mouth over every inch of this pretty pale skin, watch you arch up for more. I want to be inside you, my tongue, my fingers, my cock. I want every inch of you, so no, love, I can't do what I will- yet. But I plan to."

He started by resting his hands on her ankles, letting her know where he was, and starting to drag his fingers up along her legs. When he got to her knee, he leaned down and pressed a light kiss to the inside of that particular knee. Then the opposite. "Good?"