He can hear her shift position, feel her move to straddle his hips. Her breath is warm on his neck as she whispers in his ear, her voice low. "Such a fine breakfast in bed my husband is offering me," she purrs. She licks the skin near his ear, a slow drag of her tongue. "I intend to take my time, savor it as much as I may."

Her heart is speeding up already, her breath a little rougher.