[ She moves her face--rubbing her nose against his, then her cheek to his cheek, poising her lips next to his ear so that she can breathe her replies when she responds. ]

Here is nice.

[ She reaches out to stroke the skin directly underneath his ear--and for a moment, remembering--someone else she shouldn't have but did kiss there earlier today--she almost loses her composure, cheeks briefly flaring bright red with embarrassment. She quashes it--moving quickly to a spot lower on his neck, next to adam's apple, and caresses here too--trailing her fingers down to his collarbone. ]

It feels good here, too. ... And here.

[ She moves her hand over, to his shoulder--scooting the fabric of his shirt to the side so she can bare his skin to the air and her touch. ]