Dragging the leggings down her thighs, Kell caught his breath as he realized she'd need to stand up, move off of him to get completely bare -- but the way she was straddling him put them in near direct contact.

And the way she was tilted back gave him an unobstructed view of her. It made his breath catch just as surely as the way her thumbs slotted into the soft skin just inside his hipbones, finding his sensitive spots as easily as breathing.

"That would depend," he answered, reaching out to pull her closer, slotting them together as his lips brushed one pointed ear, "on whether you want to be able to wrap your legs around my waist while I'm in you."

As he spoke he deliberately pressed up against her, the front of his trousers straining against her bare, wet skin.

If she worked them down far enough, they could do it just like this.