[Justine moves so that her back is pressing firmly against the inclined chair, leaning her head to the side so that Connor can easily access her throat, neck and chest. His mouth is soft against his skin, trailing a path of fire as his head dipped towards her clavicle.]
Yes. More than okay.
[She smiles.]
You're a quick learner.
[Her shirt is the same simple white fabric that he'd purchased for her after her clothes had soaked through. There isn't very much to it and the fabric is easily tugged a few inches down before it catches on the straps at her shoulders.]
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Yes. More than okay.
[She smiles.]
You're a quick learner.
[Her shirt is the same simple white fabric that he'd purchased for her after her clothes had soaked through. There isn't very much to it and the fabric is easily tugged a few inches down before it catches on the straps at her shoulders.]