He smiles against her breast. He suspects that she's never done this before, that she's never had sex before. He plans on making it worth her while.

Gently sucking on the hard nipple, he traces patterns in her skin with his hand. She moans his name and that makes his gut tighten. He wants to touch her everywhere. But they have nine hours of the suppressor. He can take his time. Trailing his mouth upwards, he kisses her again.

But this time, his callused fingers steal between her thighs stroking the soft skin there. But he doesn't touch her intimately, not yet. He wants her ready for that.