[He took another deep breath, trying to control the worsening color of his face. She moved beneath his hand- her garter came unhooked, and he slid it off her leg, trailing his fingers across her as he did so. As trepidation mounted him, something else stirred in his chest, that ache returning. She was offering him that control he wanted so badly, and he was taking it.
He pressed his head to hers, breathing her in as he wrapped his arm around her side and attempted to pull her into his lap.]
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He pressed his head to hers, breathing her in as he wrapped his arm around her side and attempted to pull her into his lap.]
Come on. Put your back against me.