He lets out a breath, almost like a nervous laugh. He is smiling now in anticipation.

"I am not sure... where to begin," he admits. His hands are now resting just above her hips, his fingers lightly caressing the back of her waist. "Do you have any preference?"

If she does not, he might just have to start kissing her, wherever his lips find their way. Her skin is so soft, and so warm...