She moves her mouth to my neck again, as her hands sweep up my sides. Over my shoulders, running her hands down my arms. Dropping a quick kiss on my collarbone, she traces the veins in my arm with her lips, kissing the pale blue lines, sucking, licking as she moves. Her hand on my other arm moves down until she is holding my hand, caressing the back of it with her thumb. Then her mouth moves down to the fingers, and she is sucking, nursing from my fingers, licking them, as if hungry for what I can give her.