"Take advantage?" He whispers, his fingers tracing over the soft skin under her sleep shirt. He wonders if she'll start wearing his shirts. The thought is sexy as hell.

"I dunno about taking advantage, but if you wouldn't mind screaming my name a few times..." He teases, just as his fingers slide under her panties, to touch her with slightly callused fingers. He leans closer to her ear and whispers, "I want to taste you all over and listen to you yell my name, Mrs. Ford." He nips her earlobe, gently, his fingers still stroking between her legs.