Well now, what was this? Just at the apogee of Sarah's right cheek, a tiny red ladybug was peeking out from beneath the fabric Cooper had dislodged. It was either new or a masterpiece; the lines were sharp and the colors pristine, with superb shading. He could tell from the way she had teetered in his hands that his attentions had nearly toppled her, but he couldn't resist acknowledging the little icon and gave it a kiss of appreciation.<br/><br/>Had that been a look of bemusement on her face? Hmm. She had been working up to doing some examining of her own and he had cut her off. That was easy enough to fix though.<br/><br/>Hands still supporting Sarah's hips, Cooper blazed a trail of kisses from just above the waistband of her panties, up her back and between her shoulderblades, clambering to his feet as he went. Standing at last he let her tilt just far enough back to rest her head on his pecs while keeping a bare handsbreadth of space between their lower bodies - just in case she wanted to go exploring again. Cooper knew where he was headed. He released Sarah's hips and ever so slowly filled his hands with the soft, cool weight of her breasts.