Johnny would never get tired of touching her, loving on her. Never.

The squirming brought a smile against his mouth, against her skin, and he murmured he loved her as his other hand reached under her to unhook her bra did she have one on la. The fingers at her waist, skimmed back and forth, just inside the edge of her waistband until they hooked the materal at her hip, hedging them down just very very slightly.