Given the go-ahead, Jamie smiled like the Cheshire cat, and with practiced fingers, undid her bra, catching it as it dropped so he could toss it onto the floor. For a moment, he stared, transfixed, giving her a second to adjust before cupping one of her breasts, his thumb brushing over her nipple. His other hand braced on her hip, he then ducked his head to kiss his way down her chest, starting at her collarbone, and heading south from there.