It's instinctive to tilt her head a little more upwards, make it easier on him that way. His body against hers is a heat that has nothing to do with the water at all, only intensified when she feels his teeth. So close, he'll hear her breathe out a shaky sigh, arms slipping around him to keep him there. Funny how things work out, that she'd run into someone who's into this when she already knows how easily she'll fold if he does too much.

The her of just a week ago couldn't have fathomed this. Her jealousy would be through the roof.