Undecided on where he wanted to go -- what he wanted to feel, explore -- Jamie tried being everywhere at once, his free hand roaming down from her back, and onto her leg, his thumb sneaking up along her inner thigh. Her pajama pants would have to go sooner rather than later, but in the meantime, it was something of a thrill, teasing her like this, making a note of her reactions, and repeating what he remembered she'd enjoyed in the past. Though his mouth lingered over her breasts, he slid his other hand behind her, resting heavily on the small of back to press her more insistently against him, a moan lost against her skin.