This entire situation was new; a little confusing, and more than a little exciting. Through her fingertips she could still feel the bright spark of pleasure that electrified her nerves. She was so, so warm, with Leonard pressed behind her and Spock to her side, Jim so close. Yet at his words, at the images her mind brought forward, a shiver ran down her spine.

She dutifully raised her arms, dropping Spock's hand long enough to allow Leonard to get rid of her top. She was insanely grateful, and reached behind her with her other hand to stroke light fingertips over the curve of his shoulder, just to touch him. As soon as she was pushed closer to Jim, her eyes fluttered open and she gave him a salacious grin.

She pressed her free hand against his chest, sliding it up until her fingers rested against the curve of his neck as it met his shoulder. There, just for a second, she lingered, feeling the beat of his pulse. It was strong, just like him, and she gave into temptation, leaning forward to press her lips against his neck. Her tongue flicked out to taste him with a soft exhalation that wasn't quite a moan, not yet. She continued up with slow, gentle kisses, until she reached the smooth slope of his jaw. "Jim," she murmured against his skin, her hand tightening around Spock's.