It took her a moment to locate the jar of oil, her own distracted state making it difficult to remember just where he kept such things. When she returned, another smile bloomed at the sight of him there on the bed they shared - the image he made was striking, that was for certain.

She stepped out of her own pants and underwear before joining him on the bed, setting the jar off to the side so she could frame his face with her hands and give him another sound kissing. She just couldn't get enough of him.