"Better, in my experience." He rubbed his thumb along the soft skin, but didn't dare go any higher. The grip on his shirt was tight and he thought she might be interested, but he needed her to tell him that's what she wanted. "You tell me what you'd like." He caught her eye, saw the hint of arousal darkening the color. "And you can tell me to stop whenever you need to." He assured her. He felt like that phrase haunted him, but he wanted her to know it was okay if she needed to.