"Och! Like biting, do you?" He nibbled her lower lip, caught it between his teeth, but not hard enough to draw blood. Fiery emotion burned in her darkened eyes, just as arousal burned inside him. He released her lip and nipped her neck. She sucked din a hissing breath, her whole body shuddering. Her hands fisted in his clothes and drew him closer. Aye, he loved her responsiveness. He tugged at her sleeve, baring her shoulder, and scraped his teeth over it, flicked it with his tongue. Her skin was smooth, hot and alluring. These blasted clothes were in the way. He yanked up her skirts and slid his hand along the silk stockings to the top, over the softest skin of her inner thighs.