"Mmmm..." Isabeau grinned lazily and turned into her side when he pulled her closer, stretching up to plant a kiss in the crook of his neck. "Maybe I will."
She let her leg slide over his gently, one arm stretching across his chest to hold him loosely while the other propped her up so she could kiss his neck again. "Maybe this is exactly what I want," she sighed, breath rushing over his skin, and arched her back in a long stretch, letting the sunlight bathe her shoulders.
She went back to feathering kisses along the length of his throat and over his collar, shifting a bit so she was half wrapped around him, half on top of him, but made no move to press further. The invitation was certainly there in the way she dragged her teeth and tongue lightly against his neck, but she seemed equally content to just continue on as they were.
Yes, the sex was somehow always amazing, and a level of intense that sometimes almost worried her, but she also knew this could be nice. That sometimes lazy kisses could be a destination, and not necessarily a means to an end.
Her hand moved to press against the center of his chest, grounding herself with his heartbeat, and she trailed nibbling little kisses up his neck to the line of his jaw, humming happily in the back of her throat.