"You really don't mind if I ... ?" she breathed against his neck, working her way down again. Hmmm. Shoulder. She hadn't ever bitten his shoulder. That was a shame. She should fix that.

She wriggled encouragingly against his fingers ... and then stopped, blushing and giggling. "I, uh." She sat up a little, pulling away from his shoulder - which, for the record, tasted pretty nice. "I'll be right back. Like. Ten minutes. Maybe less. Okay? I gotta ... um."