She couldn't tell if the sound he makes is a sound of protest or longing. Possibly both. Somewhere in the back of her brain knows that his giving her control is something big for him. The flesh on her spine all of the sudden seems to be hyper sensitive. She can feel the heat of his hands through the cotton of her shirt. She gasps in surprise along with wonderment as he nibbles on her neck, alternating with sucking gently one her skin. Maybe the spank had something to do with it as well. She starts working her way up from the tip of his sternum, adding a quick nip of her teeth here and there just to drive him crazy. Finally she captures his lips, fiercely demanding entrance. One arms snakes under their heads to entangle in his hair, the other slung across his midsection, resting on his tight muscles. She presses into them, encouraging him to give in to her. Not that he needs much help in that department.