"All of you. All over me." Once she'd told him any part of him in any part of her was okay, and that's always going to be true. Anything he wants with her, he can have, especially if it involves driving her out of her mind or fucking her until her teeth rattle.

She arches up off the bed, slow, making a show out of letting him undress her. His hands feel good on her skin anyway and her eyes fall closed, head tilting back and hair tumbling off her shoulders. "Love you, too, babe."