The tone had changed, found some measure of restraint and Torie wasn't sure if she was relieved or frustrated by that. The passion of a moment ago, the urgency, had settled into something softer, though no less meaningful and Torie had to adjust accordingly. Despite crossing some lines, she couldn't quite tell if he wasn't willing to hurdle over the last few or if he was trying to regain some semblance of being a gentleman. Torie was the novice here, going purely on instinct and following his lead, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't want more.

The rush returned as he pulled her close, and she shifted in as far as she could, body flush against his. Her lips parted in a silent sigh, daring to push the intensity back to where it was with a swipe of her tongue over his. Hands sliding up into his hair, she tangled her fingers in gently at first, but the urge to pull him down to the carpet with her won out and she unconsciously gave a harder tug in that direction.

She had to come up for air, a sharp intake the only sound she could muster before it turned into something else entirely. His name left her lips in a whisper as arched her back to press her body to his once more, craving the heat and the pressure.