With the intensity of that kiss, she manages to wipe away all the negative thoughts that still were trickling through his mind, his only focus is his need for oxygen (oh but it is so very good when she takes it away from him like this) and his need for HER.

Now she has him panting, hands at her waist, a tremble running through his fingertips.

"Fuck, love."

He laughs weakly, struggling to catch his breath. "Nearly peaked...just kissing you."

THAT he would have been embarrassed by, even as smug as it might have made her!