“Stop touching me with your foot, that’s so gross!” she squeals, feeling the coldness of Joe’s foot on her calf, his toes spreading onto her leg. She’s not gonna tell Joe how that secretly turns her on the slightest bit, though. The bed rumbles with Joe’s laughter as he continues to touch her leg whilst speaking, “You love me.” She rolls her eyes as she buries her face in the pillow, trying to hide her secret smile. Joe emerges from under the sheets, slowly crawling, gravitating towards her in a animialistic motion. She doesn’t know it, but she cringes as she feels his lips kiss her on the very end of her back, just below where the sheets hang. Slowly and gingerly, he kisses a wet trail upwards her back, finally landing at his prize, her shoulders, in which she’s extremely weak there. Pressing one gentle kiss on her right shoulder blade, he smirks when he hears the bed rumble with a light moan coming from the pillow. This time, he dips his tongue in the divot her shoulder blade created, and then puckered his lips as he blew a puff of cold air out from his lungs. Louder, the moan grew, causing her to cringe inward even more. “I waht thyohu.” Joe’s ears pick up a sound, although he can’t hear what she said. “What was that?” he asked, pushing her hair off her neck, kissing it gently. She flips her face, panting as he climbs lower again, “I want you. Now. Take me please.”