She's intoxicating. How could he have missed this for so long? She's in his arms now and he doesn't even know how he never realized what was right within his reach. That gasp of hers is the exact reaction he's hoping for, and he nips against her pulse point as it flutters to the touch with every heartbeat. She's breathless, and he's not faring much better as his fingertips press into her body and he loses himself in her scent, her responsiveness.