Cooper's mind had gone a little blank as Sarah's fingers played over his stomach, her feathery touch easing him into a half-trance of tingling bliss. Maybe it was that emptiness that cleared the way for the flash of inspiration that struck him.<em>Wonder if that's what those Zen guys mean by clearing your mind</em>, he thought to himself as he dropped to one knee again.<em>Except they probably didn't have in mind getting so turned on you can't think. Whatever works, though.</em><br/><br/>Half-lidded eyes still holding Sarah's gaze, he unlaced the boot on the foot that remained flat on the floor, switched knees and undid the other. He shifted to settle on both knees, shucked his footgear and socks in one motion, and returned his hands to hips as if for support. Then without warning, he gave a gentle twirl and pirouetted her to face away from him. He had been wanting to do this from the moment he had laid eyes on her; thumbs looped under the waistband of her panties from beneath, tugging the hem of the leg openings slightly upward, he held her steady as he dipped forward and down to plant a smouldering kiss on each cheek.