"When I could take it," Eric echoed against the soft skin, breathing in the scent of her blood so close to his mouth, hidden behind the faint scent of her perfume. Not yet, though. And he would rather get that choker off of her, first, but that too could wait. He liked it. His fingers slid under her skirt as he nipped at her earlobe, then sucked it in to play it with his tongue.