She burst out laughing and placed one hand on each of his shoulders. She leaned back laughing so hard her chest bounced and her toned abdomen shook against her trailing garment. She had to stop, had to breathe. She looked him in the eye and placed a soft hand on his face. The fabric felt like water against his skin, cooling almost as is pulsed against his cheek. With her hand wrapped he would notice no change in his desire, he was completely protected from her touch. Her fingers were warmer then most though and he could feel his ear warm up as they brushed his lobe. "No no, it is I who should apologize..." She bit back another laugh and wiped away a tear with her other hand. She looked deep into his eyes and smiled.