"I know. I trust you," she whispered back, smiling down at him as he kissed her stomach, feeling happy and loved and increasingly aroused. Then he was ducking his head between her legs and kissing her exactly where she wanted him too, causing her to gasp and her brain to short-circuit. Her nerves were quickly overwhelmed by the shivers of pleasure he was sending through her. She made a keening, needy noise, body arching and hands clenching in the bedsheets. "Jim," she moaned, shuddering hard against him and trying to keep her eyes open and focused on him. It felt so good, looked so good, that she nearly forgot there was another purpose to the way he licked and sucked on her skin, but the questioning look he sent her reminded her of the hand inching up her thigh. "Yes," she whispered breathlessly, nodding.