Eyes slipping shut at the feel of his lips against my skin, I reach back and grip his waist, hips pushing back against his.

"Planning on using that?" I ask nodding at the belt. There were plenty of other places he could have thrown it. But he didn't.

For a moment, all of my earlier cockiness and assuredness is lost as I glance down at the clothing I have left. I don't actually know what, if anything, Danny managed to see last time. Things were more straight to the point last week, from what I remember.

Shaking the thoughts from my mind, I lead Danny forward by the waist of his pants. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, I press a kiss to his stomach, and another.