She wasn't really sure how it happened. One moment they were eating dinner, the next they were tangled up in each other's arms, bodies and lips pressed together as they danced their way to the bedroom.
When they made it there, she pushed him down to the bed, slowly lowering her chest to his. She kissed his lips softly before trailing kisses down his neck. She began to scrape her teeth against his neck, causing him to throw his head back and moan, until suddenly, she stopped and pulled away.
His face, confused and desperate, said what his mouth could not at the moment. She tortured him further by biting her lip as she looked down at him apologetically.
"I didn't buy you dinner, did I?" she reminded him with a pout. His eyes narrowed.
"Bite me," he growled.