But the question only hung in the air for a moment before he’d unbuttoned her shirt and had his tongue on her nipple. He laved over it with a gently yet greedily, and she felt herself dampen in her knickers. She loved it over her lace bra, and could feel her pulse speeding up as he continued to focus on that without moving the material out of the way. Then he moved to the other side and ran his thumb over the one he’d just abandoned. The start of a moan left her mouth, and she clasped a hand over it immediately.