[A third better. A smile flickers on her lips just before he meets hers with a kiss, there and gone in a second. She reaches up and curls one hand over the nape of his neck - drawing him down closer - and settling the other hand on the curve between his neck and his shoulder, under the open collar of his shirt. Her thumb sweeps over his collarbone as her tongue sweeps along his lower lip.
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A third and a little bit better.]