"I should hope not just song and words." He smiles into her skin the backs of his fingers brushing over the swell of her breast. She's been up since dawn and so has he, but he's not ready to close his eyes on this just yet. "I hope to move you in many, many ways yet."

He presses his lips to her pulse to feel the beat of her heart before lifting his head to smile down at her. "But if you need sleep, my love, I'll hold you till morning."