That's an invitation if he's ever heard one. So, he scoops her up in a bridal carry and settles her on top of the bedspread. Then, he shucks off his jeans and slides over next to her. He kisses her again, his tongue teasing her lips slowly time and again. Braced on one arm, he uses his left hand, the one bearing his wedding ring, to trace over her body.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers, then slowly kisses down her neck.

Still watching her, he slips his hand around her waist and cautiously pulls that rock hard nipple into his mouth, laving his tongue over it. She can still call a stop, though they'll both probably regret it.