Anita reaches out, brushing back some of Damian's hair. She then allows her fingers to stroke down his shoulder, over his collarbone, and along his chest. It's as natural as anything else she's ever done, touching Damian, and the need to be touched by him is overwhelming.

"No sex," she murmurs. She's just not ready for that with Damian, and she's not sure how Micah, Jean-Claude, and Richard would take to her adding to the partners. "But you can touch me. Hold me, if you want..." Anita licks her lips, moving until she's pressed flush against his body, and then she brushes her lips over the hollow of his throat. "And we can kiss."