“Easier to get up, yeah.” He had slithered down far enough that he could punctuate that with a quick kiss on the inner curve of each breast. “But maybe I’m headed down.”<br/><br/>Lower now, and another kiss, this time on her ribs. He wound and twined, his muscular trunk gliding along first one thigh, then the other. He raised his arms as if slipping through a narrow hatch, and darned if that didn’t have him caressing her arms as he dragged his lips slowly, slowly down her stomach. He paused just long enough to draw a quick circle around her belly button with the tip of his tongue, then went on his way.<br/><br/>“Down, and maybe around...” He turned his face to one side and kissed again, in that shallow valley where her thigh met her hip, nosing his way past the fabric of Sarah’s now mostly discarded lingerie to avoid soiling it with his lips.<br/><br/>And then with a slip and a twist he was through, and could run his hands up and over Sarah’s bottom as he kissed his way up the back of one thigh.