She laughed, shifting onto her side and feeling the press of his mouth at the back of her neck, as she just burrowed deeper into his chest.
"So," he said softly. "You get a lot of tattoos when you're filming, right?"
She smirked silently, rubbing her index finger along the length of his hardening cock. "Kinda. Why?"
"Have you ever thought of keeping one of them?"
She grinned, lowering her voice a notch, "Which one?"
"Oh, you know," he replied, voice equally husky as he fingered the downy hair at the nape of her neck. "Whichever."
"Right," she teased lightly.