Annie got sort of stuck on I want before her mind fell apart again. Because yeah, that right there was what she wanted, and it didn't matter that she'd seen Diego naked literally probably a hundred times -- this was different, and now she could feel her skin heating and tingling all over again. She mouthed the word, "Fuck," though it took her a second longer to think clearly enough to actually say anything of substance.

"If you could, I'd be fucking covered in marks," Annie murmured, her eyes wide and dark as her fingertips went to a spot on her neck. "Here." And then she was brushing her hand along her collarbone. "And here."

And then her hand ventured low again and Annie was angling her phone so he could clearly see as she skimmed a path along her hip to her inner thigh. "Here, too."