She bit gingerly at his lower lip with her teeth, then drew back and twisted her mouth over his. He was sore from the pressure of her teeth as she kissed him, but he let her lead. Her index finger stroked his left earlobe before it moved to trace the spiral of the outer ear. Her third finger scratched its nail against the sharp occipital bone at the skull’s base, and he arched his spine in pleasure. The fatigue in the small of his back exploded and vanished.