Her hands coming to rest on either side of his neck, Wanda threw herself against him again, luxuriating in the feel of him. It went beyond warmth at this point, it felt as if his touch should have been burning her, branding her, like there was no way she wouldn't still be feeling those hands on her tomorrow or a week from now. Exploring his mouth with lips and tongue, moaning encouragingly, it was all she could to goad him on as she rocked her body against his from her precarious position.