Timothy was startled because he never expected that reaction from Samantha. His original intention was to tease her and get her to relax a little more.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Samantha's pinkish cheeks. With a slight cock of his eyebrow, his voice became even huskier than before. "Are you sure?"
It was rare of him to be so 'gentlemanly'.
Samantha still did not speak, but then lifted her arms and hooked them around Timothy's neck. She then raised her face and kissed his thin lips.
Her actions were a firm 'Yes!'
Delight flashed across Timothy's eyes as his warm fingertips rubbed gently against her lips. He said in a low, hoarse voice, "You better not tell me to stop."
At the end of his sentence, he took the lead and planted kisses all over her forehead, eyes, nose, and lips.
He gave such delicate little kisses that it looked as though he was cherishing a long-lost treasure that he finally managed to recover.
